Waking up beckons a sickening sensation in your throat. In turn, you spit to your side in an ungraceful manner to rid yourself of it. Only then, do all your common respects - which have been taught to you over the years like any other child - returns to your fully aware head.A realization comes. The last thing that you remember is the darkness of your room; nightime it was while you began to sleep for tomorrow's day. But here, the place that you find yourself in, isn't your bedroom.It's a corporate building, however, the walls are eroded to a high enough level to obtain your concern. For a better look beyond your mysterious site of awakening, you then seek an open window past the vacant cubicles.As far as you can manage to percieve is a giant city. The sky is tainted in an ominous gray and down below are desecrated remains of previous human civilization. Asphalt, vehicles, and familiar apartments of urban living destroyed in an apocaltyptic way.A particular tower that stands alongside the results of the past's ravages is wholly pure, looming over the inferior state of the surrounding structures with pride. From the top of its body is a beam of light, reaching above the darkened clouds.Pick Gender[ ] Male[ ] FemaleElements of the Fate franchise will not be exactly the same, I must warn.
>>3245005>>3245012> [X] MaleNot knowing what else to do, you search the current floor for the stairs. At a glance, you know that the elevators won't work; the buttons that operate them not exacting your inputs.Down the steps, you feel something in your pocket. Digging deep into them, you pull out a few coins. Three to be exact. Nonetheless, you have more pressing matters: a need to clarify your present situation. And so, you put them away into your jacket.The building's front doors are blocked by what you assume to be a car. Precariously, you take another exit in the form of another window, trying to avoid any cuts from the leftover glass. Soon enough, you shortly arrive in the city's streets. The terrain is as damaged as you expected from what you first saw, obstructions, either small or large, placed upon numerous foundations.> Try to travel outside the city's bounds.> Find a police station or a telephone of some sort.> Travel to the light-emitting tower.
>>3245138>Travel to the light-emitting tower
>>3245172> [X] Travel to the light-emitting tower.A case of curiosity enwraps your wonder when gazing at the white tower. So much so that you become drawn to it. It promises something, but it doesn't tell you what. A lure that you cannot resist.Ultimately, you decide to make your way to it with self-acknowledged intent. How to traverse the ruins before you is the only matter that you must focus on. Nevertheless, you find your own path through the inanimate opposers.> Roll 1d100. Best of three.
Rolled 62 (1d100)>>3245227
Rolled 54 (1d100)>>3245227
Rolled 36 (1d100)>>3245227
>>3245240>>3245465>>3245502> [ Rolled 62 ]The air is as empty of man-made sound as to the city itself; an encompassing, howling wind serves as the only ambient noise.Upon opening the tower's doors after a good thirty minutes or so, it releases a brighter light than what it emits. Your eyes take a moment to adjust itself to the illuminated view. And after regaining a better sight, you see that there's just a staircase that spirals upwards. Like before, it teases your curiosity.This adventurous attitude is unexpected, fueling a drive to continue this unplanned trip. The platform - which is both the tower's roof and the final floor - is home to a pedestal. On said display is a plain goblet.It's made of, what you think to be, silver. You couldn't help but touch it.It briefly shined, an unnatural force seizing the three coins from your pocket. You try to retrieve them, but the sudden speed of their pull has already reached to the silver cup's mouth.Upon your coin's disappearance, a burning pain grows on your right hand. It was brief, nonetheless, the quick stimulus left a lingering impression. At the site, a small tattoo.In reaction, you try to rub the mark off. But no matter how hard, it remained.> [ ] Descend the tower.> [ ] Stay at the top of the tower.
>>3245666>Stay at the top for a bit, and if nothing happens descend
>>3245666>Stay at the top of the tower.
>>3245677>>3245681> [X] Stay at the top/ Wait if anything happens.You stay at the top of the tower, overlooking the city whose sight has already grown old. The more that you think about this world and what had just developed reinforces the conclusion that this is a dream. It has to be. No mere riot or rebellion can cause this kind of destruction overnight. Maybe a nuclear attack from some other county? No— you'd be dead.Just then, down below, are figures that start to emerge from the alleyways. You squint your eyes to see a better picture, beholding something that could be more outrageous than the coin eating goblet: a group of skeletons. Their bones are bare and movement is conducted for no apparent reason, let alone how they're being kept together.Steadily, they approach the tower's doors. If you go down the winding stairs fast enough, then you might be able to take a random route to safety. Going by their sluggish, though varying, speed if your calculations are correct.> Rush down the stairs.> Continue to stay at the top?
>>3245875>Rush down the stairs.
>>3245875>Rush down the stairs
>>3245880>>3245881> [X] Rush down the stairs.> Roll 1d20
Rolled 4 (1d20)>>3246506
Rolled 1 (1d20)>>3246506
>>3246509>>3246511>>3246517> [ Rolled 1 ]Knowing the danger that is to stay in place, you start your way back down the tower. Adrenaline accelerates your marching feet as your ears catch a faint rattling in the distance.To your disappointment— or rather, horror— an additional being enters the alarming picture; upon gazing far through the opened tower doors, a black silhouette of a woman appears behind the mass of bones. She's floating over them, the outline of her robe waving to and fro in suspension.You will yourself to exit the bottom floor. Incomprehension drives your instinctual habit to run, trailing around the circular structure of the building that you were in a second ago. But your rushed scurrying grabs the attention of the unknown being. And soon, with beams pouring overhead—produced by patterned shapes in the sky— her little army pursues._____Shadow servant Medea (Caster) is now in pursuit._____> [ ] Seek refuge in one of the buildings.> [ ] Keep running.> [ ] - Another option -
>>3246613>Seek refuge in one of the buildings
>>3246613>Seek refuge in another building>Another option: look for other peopleShit, we've got shadow servants on our asses. I guess all we can do is look for Chaldea or something
>>3246613> [ ] Keep running.Will walls block shadow servant?
>>3246678>>3246685> Roll 1d100
Rolled 85 (1d100)>>3246797
Rolled 58 (1d100)>>3246797
Rolled 98 (1d100)>>3246797
>>3246841>>3246843>>3246901> [ Rolled 98 ]Making use of the given opportunity, you take refuge in one of the lifeless buildings. However, that action alone doesn't dissuade the undead horde and their master.Four floors up, you hide behind a dusty counter while they come near. Fortunately, the ability to search for your presence isn't as complete in comparison to the enigmatic method that binds their limbs together.After waiting for twenty minutes, you gradually exit your self-contained shelter—though, it wasn't very effective in hindsight. The skeletons that sought you out have emptied themselves of the current floor, but suspicion warns that they're still around.The sound of rattling feet floods the area again; in response, you duck back down. They're retreating to where their master is, you presume. And quickly they did, exiting outside to join the open streets.Gathering the courage to explore into possible danger, you crawl your way to a wall's cavity to peek past. Only then, when absorbing the shadowy woman's image, does the tattoo begin to burn once more.You grit your teeth, pulling away from the gaping hole in the wall. This wasn't a minor discomfort; it dragged on than it initially did for the first time. Enduring the absent burn on your right hand, you keep quiet while this moment passes.> Roll 1d7. This will be a majority vote instead for a period of fifteen minutes. Time will be lengthened as I see fit.Results correspond to the following order. 1 - Saber2 - Archer3 - Lancer4 - Caster5 - Rider6 - Assassin7 - Berserker
Rolled 6 (1d7)>>3247051Assassin plz
Rolled 4 (1d7)>>3247051>AssassinDo we roll or vote for a class?
>>3247078We're rolling for class.
Rolled 7 (1d7)>>3247051Ass
Rolled 4 (1d7)>>3247051
>>3247061Assassin>>3247078>>3247143Caster>>3247111BerserkerRolls are still open for the time being before I lock in.
Rolled 3 (1d7)>>3247051
Rolled 7 (1d7)>>3247051
Rolled 6 (1d7)>>3247051
>>3247061>>3247170>>3247078>>3247143>>3247111>>3247169Final choice.> [ ] Caster> [ ] Assassin> [ ] Berserker
>>3247192>> [ ] Assassin
>>3247192> [ ] Caster
>>3247192Come on, people. Assassin is the class with the least utility!> [X] Caster
>>3247263You know, you're right. Except for a few exceptions but gonna switch votes.>>3247192>> [ ] Caster
>>3247192>> [ ] Caster
>>3247254>>3247263>>3247290>>3247353>>3247359> [X] CasterYour breath steadies itself upon the burn's weakening deterioration. Thankfully, that shadow of a woman didn't notice you; yet, at least, as she's taking her sweet time to thoroughly probe the present street.Suddenly, with senses that have tuned themselves to fit your predicament, you hear someone approach from the dark corners of this elevated floor. "Are you my master?" it says before any tangible form could be realized. But you didn't have to seek the voice on your own accord; the questioner came to you.It's revealed to be a woman. She's abnormally tall— to which you estimate to be around one-hundred-and-sixty centimeters— alongside ebony hair that reaches midway past her back.Shoes do not caress her feet, for the fact is that she's clothed in an ancient robe. Yes, it's decorated to a degree with fainted purple; but such dress is plainly fashioned, her face showing only indifference.> [ ] Question her identity instead.> [ ] Question where she came from.> [ ] You're unsure and confused. "Y-Yes?"> [ ] - Another Option -
>>3247957>Question her identity instead
>>3247957> [X] You're unsure and confused. "Y-Yes?"Over 160CM, long black hair, ancient clothing... holy shit, did we luck out and pull Semiramis in her caster form?
>>3247957>> [ ] You're unsure and confused. "Y-Yes?"
>>3247957> [ ] - Another Option -"Absolutely. A servant is just what I could use in this situation. You know anything about what happened here?"Also really hoping we pulled Semiramis. Circe would be even better, but black hair says it can't be her.
>>3247981>>3247984> [X] You're unsure and confused."Y-Yes?" Her unassuming looks make her out to be harmless. However, you can't spare caution; apprehensive you are.The woman who stands before you smirks. "I see. I am your servant— caster," bowing for just a second. In a way, a pleasantry like this is comforting. Even if it's brief. She then takes her eyes off of you and in the direction of the controlling silhouette. "A bad problem, right off the bat, huh?"> [ ] Ask her name.> [ ] Question where she had come from.> [ ] Propose that both of you should escape. It's dangerous!> [ ] - Another Option -
>>3248008>> [ ] Question where she had come from.I want to ask her name, but since protagonist-kun doesn't have grail-war metaknowledge, he should be thinking something along the lines of "she introduced herself as caster, we'll go with that for now."Also, just realized Xuanzang is also a 160cm caster with black hair. Please don't be Xuanzang, unnamed Servant.
>>3248008>> [ ] Question where she had come from.
>>3248018>>3248025> [X] Question where she had come from.Wanting to know how and why she has appeared at this moment, you said: "Where did you come from? I hope you understand that you've just shown out of nowhere!""You don't know?" seeing that her expectations have betrayed her. Should you know about something?"No. None at all.""That's dismaying," now slightly discouraged. "All you need to know is that I'm from a place that's detached from the world. A copy of a previous life; albeit, with some alterations. Or do I need to elaborate sometime else for a better picture?""I-I'm fine. What we need to deal with is her," reminding the void body's presence.> [ ] Try to escape> [ ] Ask if there's any way to fight?> [ ] - Another Option -
>>3248108Try to escape.Safety first, then knowledge might be the best strategy since we dont know anything yet.
>>3248108>> [ ] Try to escape
>>3248108> [X] Try to escapeWe may know that Caster can take down a shadow servant, but from protagonist's perspective she's just some woman. "For now, let's see if we can get away from that thing. We can take stock of the situation after that."
>>3248108Try to escape(Am I doing this right? First time trying one of these, saw it and was interested.)
>>3248118>>3248123>>3248126>>3248129You're doing just fine.> [X] Try to escape."For now, let's see if we can get away from that thing. We can take stock of the situation after that.""If it's that you wish, then I'll follow."Swift to make an agreement; both you and this mysterious, greek-dressed woman look for a way to escape.> Roll 1d20
Rolled 10 (1d20)>>3248141
Rolled 17 (1d20)>>3248141>Greek dressed
Rolled 11 (1d20)>>3248141
>>3248148I went through a list of all the Casters in Fate so far while waiting, and none of the ones with black hair over 160cm are Greek. Seems like this is either an original character or a new take on another servant. FUN!
>>3248158You can roll a d20 by inputting dice+1d20 in the options bar, FYI.
>>3248158In the options field, right below the name, write "dice+1d20." For other dices, change the "20" into another number, such as "dice+1d100," or "dice+1d50."
>>3248141Is this correct now?
It should pop up in bold in your post, like you can see in the earlier posts. Input "dice+1d20" without the quotation marks.
Rolled 10 (1d20)>>3248188Did it this time without a capital d
>>3248144>>3248148>>3248149> [ Rolled 17 ]Taking the lead— as you still retain the pride of a man— the two of you safely escape the building. You manage to not upset any of the blackened witch's minions; and soon, a greater distance is created.Your newly acquired companion, or...'servant,' tugs at you to retreat into cover after resting in respite for a while: a large piece of concrete rubble, big enough to hide both of your figures. "Another one," the nameless companion informed.Just as she forewarned, a second silhouette invades the scene. However, this one doesn't look the same at all. From what you can discern, it's wearing a mask; nothing else is clear on its body, except for the obscuring cloak it wears."Almost got caught off guard..." she remarked, peering at the swift being with caution.> [ ] Try to avoid this shadow figure as well.> [ ] Confront it?> [ ] - Another Option -
>>3248245Try to avoid.
>>3248245>> [ ] Confront it?
>>3248245Try to avoid
>>3248245> [X] Try to avoid this shadow figure as well.At this point, protagonist should be thinking in terms of the possibility that we're being stalked by some sort of organization, or that these are the forces that destroyed the city. If we didn't want to fight when there was one, we definitely don't want to fight now. Keep trying to get to a safe zone so we can figure out what's going on.
>>3248245> [ ] Try to avoid
>>3248255>>3248264>>3248277>>3248293> [X] Try to avoid this shadow figure as well. / Find a safe zone.Although danger looms, you notice your tiring brain. Words cannot describe today; an utterance can only escape your mouth if you tried, for what you say doesn't encapture the image of walking skeletons and ghost-like figures who fire beams."Avoid this one as well. Let's go down to that park, perhaps," you proposed."Sure. But before we go, do you feel anything that's 'off?' I'm not sure that we're in the real world.""W-What do you mean?" your eyes becoming dumbstruck.The companion ponders, hesitant. "...Actually, never mind what I just said. We have other things to be worried about. That park, you said?" her head pointing at the location's direction.> Roll 1d20
Rolled 7 (1d20)>>3248345
Rolled 10 (1d20)>>3248345
Rolled 8 (1d20)>>3248345
Rolled 2 (1d20)>>3248345
Rolled 9 (1d20)>>3248345
...are we sure this isn't a d10?
Rolled 15 (1d20)>>3248345
>>3248351>>3248356>>3248358> [ Rolled 10 ]Again, you avoid the creature's view.You don't stop at the park, but, instead, move further into the forest that stands beside it. A more secure zone is what you see it as; the cloistering trees provide a way to lose any enemy if you traverse the natural maze in haste. Though, speed is a concerning matter if such a situation does happen.Your peripheral sees something in the air. "What's that?""Huh?" Mimicking your squinting action, she is thrice more cautious. Thankfully, the trees overshadow you from what you saw. Never in your life did you encounter many obstacles in a day; in particular, ones that could kill you in an instant.A distinction is made when it lowers itself from the sky. It's a reaper of sorts, a small bag hanging off its belt and a scythe hanging on a shoulder. For some reason, you could tell that it's looking for something...or someone.The reaper continues to lower itself until it, too, becomes hidden by the forest."That isn't good. An enemy servant is here...""Wait a minute. There are other ones?!""Yup. You really have no clue about what's going on, don't you?""Again, no!"Your companion gives out an exasperated sigh. "All I can say right now is that there are other people who want to kill you. More specifically me, but I doubt that they'll let you loose. Stay close, okay?"Before you can say anything, a gust of wind picks up, silencing your attempt to argue.Undisputed, the accompanying woman begins to speak in a foreign language. Shapes start to form beneath her while she suspends her hands outright in an idle fashion.> Roll 1d100
Rolled 84 (1d100)>>3248543
Rolled 38 (1d100)>>3248543
Rolled 99 (1d100)>>3248543
Rolled 85 (1d100)>>3248543
Rolled 66 (1d100)>>3248543
Rolled 62 (1d100)>>3248543
>>3248557>>3248570>>3248590> [ Rolled 99 ]From within the shade, a glimmer flashes before a wave of sand shoots out. Your companion plucks the air as if she's operating an instrument, silken threads— attached to two parallel trees— weaving themselves into a shield.The flying sand is displaced into the air after colliding with the web. Again, the woman works her hands, this time undoing the construction that she made. Under the moonlight, you finally see that the surrounding area is thinly covered with thin strands.She glances to her left; four more projectiles travel forward at an incredible speed, only to be rendered useless by your servant's work. However, she doesn't stop there, manipulating the webbing to apprehend the attacker from afar.It was successful. With resistance, the same personage is dragged out into the open, wholly wrapped in an arresting manner. "I assume that he's an assassin," she remarks, posed in a ready stance.> [ ] Question the reaper's identity.> [ ] Stay back.> [ ] - Another Option-
>>3248686>Question the reaper's identity
>>3248686>question the reaper's identity.
>>3248686>> [ ] Question the reaper's identity.OOC I think our servant might be Arachne before she became a spider. That's just my bet though
>>3248686Ask companion what to do
>>3248686> [X] Question the reaper's identity.Natural thing to do.
>>3248711>>3248730>>3248738>>3248760> [X] Question the reaper's identity."Who are you?" directing yourself to meet the captured servant. Of course, under your own's guard."I have no need to answer," it said. A chill goes down your spine upon listening to its voice alone; is this some sort of figment from your nightmare? Perhaps, you're lucid all along!"I know that this is also a useless question, but where's your master? Unless, this place is what I think it is," your companion proceeded."Eheheh~ Not telling. All I can say is that my boss is off somewhere safe."Without another word, Assassin—at the very least, what your servant just called him— becomes a blur in a reality. The next thing you knew, he's right atop of you, swinging his blade.Rivaled in reaction, your servant manages to pull you out of the way, a web forcefully lugging you aside. "T-Thanks, er...you!""Just address me as Caster for now," she said under her breath, focused on the target in front of her. "Your orders!"> [ ] Try to injure Assassin rather than capturing him again.> [ ] Play defensively for now.> [ ] Ask if Caster could solve this confrontation in one swing.> [ ] - Another Option -
>>3248840Play defensively for now.
>>3248840> [X] Ask if Caster could solve this confrontation in one swing."Capture doesn't seem viable right now. Is there any way you can take this thing down decisively?"
>>3248840>Try to injure Assassin rather than capturing him again.
>>3248840Supporting >>3248852. Wipe Assassin out with one spell.
>>3248840>Play defensively for now.
>>3248840>> [ ] Ask if Caster could solve this confrontation in one swing.
>>3248840Also who are we, what skills do we know?
>>3248896...I can't believe we didn't think to ask OP until now.I was just assuming we were a mundane rando who woke up here with no knowledge.
>>3248852>>3248868>>3248885>inb4 we make caster use her NP and then everyone else knows who she is
>>3248903Even if we are rando, we should have some type of skill we are good at, even if it is useless right now. After all it's hard to plan if you don't know what capabilities you have.
>>3248916We're just asking. She'll probably warn us if that's the only way to do it.
>>3248928>we should have some type of skill we are goodI wish I was good at something.
>>3248896>>3248903Yumagata Rukie. A "run-of-the-mill" high school student who lives in "Owashi City."You're pretty good with a sewing needle.
>>3248942That's pretty cute
>>3248942 Well, if that infuences our servant in any way that further supports my Arachene theory Also, gonna switch to > [ ] Play defensively for now.Since someone did bring up the NP point.
>>3248941Mundane skills are still skills. My best skill is sleeping away my days off.
>>3248962If you are right, we have a good chance to lay some traps or slow down enemies while we escape.
>>3248962Aren't a servant's abilities supposed to be the abilities they possessed in their myths, though? IIRC, Arachne was just a really good seamstress who got smacked down by the gods for her arrogance; not a Caster-level witch.
>>3248991It's just my guess so far. And Semiramis didn't really have anything to do with the hanging gardens of Babylon, people thought she did though so it became her NP. Anastasia Romanov wasn't a Mage either, and she's a caster
>>3248942As far as my JPN understanding goes, those names don't really make sense. I'd like to humbly suggest Yumigawa (弓川) Rushorou (褸消郎) from Obashi (大橋), instead, to better conform to the language and naming conventions. Of course, this is your quest so I'll understand if you disregard my suggestion.
>>3249064I can get behind that, and I'll admite that I made it on the spot. But how does "Yumigawa Yumeko" sound?
>>3249265So, the thing is that Rukie isn't quite a proper name, but sounds feminine, while Yumeko is an out-and-out girls' name. Unless you're going for a "boy named sue" situation, I wouldn't recommend it.
>>3249265If you're going for the Aliteration thing Yamato is a masculine given name and could work instead of Yumeko
>>3249288I see. I'll take on your suggestion and use Yumigawa Rushorou instead. I'm very thankful for the advice.
>>3249362Hey, no problem. Thanks for being so open to advice.
>>3248962>>3248875>>3248848> [X] Play defensively for now."P-Play defensively for now! I don't think that capturing him will work with what he did before.""Aye!"Turning this attempted murder into a game of endurance, you watch the spectacle of both silk and sand. Assassin has kept to his first plan of action, staying away from the core of Caster's webs while firing off imaginary dunes. Like you have commanded, your servant doesn't go any further than just shielding your anchored spot; the speed at which her fingers strum the space before her is beyond a normal human's pace.The sky slowly changes its tone. With the Sun ascending over the horizon, the city's shade will be extinguished in a matter of minutes. It just goes to show how long you have been here, but you can't shake off a fleeting feeling in your chest.> [ ] Continue the defensive.> [ ] Switch gears and go on the offensive.> [ ] Ask Caster if she can finish this confrontation!> [ ] - Another Option -
>>3250360>> [ ] Switch gears and go on the offensive.
>>3250360>Ask Caster if she can finish this confrontation!Okay, fighting an Assassin (a Hassan in particular) in the darkness is a bad idea
>>3250360> [ ] Switch gears and go on the offensive
>>3250367>>3250424> Roll 1d20
Rolled 11 (1d20)>>3250485
Rolled 8 (1d20)>>3250485
Rolled 6 (1d20)>>3250485
>>3250491>>3250495>>3250496> [ Rolled 11 ]Switching gears, you tell Caster to go on the offensive. She obliges, now determined to fish out your opponent.Shedding the defensive stand, you're forced to maneuver alongside your companion as the fight goes on. Woven shields are now crafted into weak spears, their numbers making up for their absence of strength.You notice the insufficiency in Caster's aggressive skill, however, she's able to nick Assassin's coat upon better effort. That doesn't stop your enemy's harvesting motion, though, cutting away fragile strands whose ability shines under a combined structure.Then, a clap.Both parties cease their actions to find the source of the invisible gesture: a man.Striding between the two present servants, he sports a lax mannerism as if this anomaly is normal. Like she, Caster, and to some extent, Assassin, this personage is dressed in a unique style.A semblance of the Middle East is hinted in his disposition; lightly tanned with hair cut short. Walking around in primitive sandals, he calms Assassin with only a hand, making the reaper stow away his tool."A promising man, aren't you?" he spoke under a relaxed face. "Don't worry, my buddy here won't do anything rash without my word."> [ ] Ask if Caster knows him.> [ ] "You're this guy's boss?"> [ ] "An explanation would be welcomed!"> [ ] - Another Option -
> [ ] "You're this guy's boss?"
>>3250624> [ ] "An explanation would be welcomed!"
>>3250624>> [ ] "An explanation would be welcomed!"
>>3250624>An explanation would he welcomed!
>>3250624An explanation would be welcomed
>>3250691>>3250701>>3250816>>3251157"An explanation would be welcomed!" you cried."No worries," replied the young man. "I am...Judas. It is clear that you barely understand what you have gotten yourself into, no? Then let me tell you— as a little favor to my participant~"Caster gives you a concerned look, obviously confused about this young man's meaning. The circumstances are indeed different than what she anticipated.He continues. "This world, a deconstructed parallel from the real deal, is mine. Here, I have brought you to reenact a ritual that's lost to time, as the world cannot sustain it. From what it looks like, you have already come across one of my own products.""So kidnapped me?!" you said, yet to grasp the presented idea."More or less, alongside six other people. But..." he paused, showing nine silver coins in his hands, "I can always grab a few more competitors with these bad boys~ For you see, this kind of ritual is a tournament with a grand prize. A miraculous wish~"> [ ] "I don't buy it."> [ ] "I could care less about that. I want to return home."> [ ] "What makes you think that I'll cooperate!"> [ ] - Another Option -
>>3251255>> [ ] "I don't buy it."Like, as crazy as everything's been can a wish really be that easy?
>>3251255> [X] - Another Option -Rushorou has never been satisfied with a mundane life; living every day without purpose, knowing he was only going to school to wind up in the same kind of draining office job that's slowly killing his father with the daily overtime and overwork. Maybe this is just a dream, maybe it's a parallel world, maybe there are enough strings attached to hang himself with. None of that matters now; this experience has been more exhilarating than his whole life before today, and he'll seize the chance to keep living beyond the bounds of mundanity. The wish is just a bonus."Fine, I'm in. I'll fight your tournament, and come out on top. Now let's hear the rules."
>>3251255Supporting >>3251291. Tired of the reluctant protagonist cliche.
>>3251255I support >>3251291As well
>>3251255>"So if I win, can I ravage your cute ass?"
>>3251300I feel that completely average protag tired of his boring life is just as cliche.
>>3251340It's another cliche, yeah, but as a player character I think it's a more fun motivation. Besides, OOC we all showed up in this thread looking for a holy grail war, right? May as well get the protagonist's motivation lined up with our own.
>>3251340Got any ideas for a non-cliche motivation? What's your take on where Rushorou is coming from?
>>3251355Fair enough.>>3251291Supporting this too.
>>3251361Not really, I just like to bitch things sometimes.
>>3251291>>3251300>>3251315>>3251365> [X] Escape the bounds of mediocrity.Judas— a weird enough name as it is— tucks his arms behind him, holding up a businessman's smile. You know that he has caught your interest.A moment's contemplation leads to reminiscence, disregarding what you have gone through.You, Yumigawa Rushorou, has never been satisfied with a mundane life. Purpose has never been found for a young, growing boy like you; you're just fulfilling your job as a student to wind up in the same kind of office job as your father— and you've seen how it saps at his life, even if he's a joyful man. In the age that you live in, daily overtime is a monster, killing the common person with overwork due to modernized standards.rip GilgameshMaybe this is just a dream. A parallel world, like how Judas just said. In the end, even if this existence is fated to be forgotten upon your waking, perhaps, you can indulge in it for a bit. Hell, this is the most exhilarating moment in your life. Why not go further before the Sun peers through your bedroom window.Discarding an indecisive mind, you're set to escape the bounds of mundanity. "Fine, I'm in. I'll fight in your tournament and come out on top.""Gung ho!— I like that~ You know, I used to be such a weak-minded person. But up until recently, I have realized that I can carve my own path to redemption...However, you do not need to know any of that. I'm a boring man."Judas lowers himself to the floor, his toes pressing against the soles of his sandals. "Presently, I have called in seven contenders. You are one of them, as you would know. Each participant is paired up with a servant, like mine, but our situation is different than what I have in store for all of you."You'll need to eliminate another person's servant or, either, both of them. Additionally, there are no constraints on how you fight; you can team up or join in on an ongoing opposition as an ambush. All that matters is that you need to be the final person to keep your servant. When that does happen, well, you'll be granted your wish. And I don't mean to be vague like that. You just need to trust me~"I must remind that your opponents won't be just a normal joe like you, though, possibly. The summoning process that I used to gather all of you runs with its own rules."He then points to the west. "Travel in that direction. There, you'll enter in a freshly constructed city. I have told the other masters of the same, so you better hurry."With introductions now finished, Judas picks himself up. He pats the bottom half of his robes to clean out the dirt, soon ordering Assassin— apparently a different servant than what you're going to be up against— to make their exit. They were ephemeral, disappearing without a trace with the help of his servant's power.> [ ] Start making your way to the west.> [ ] Ask about Caster's identity now that you're both alone.> [ ] - Another Option -
>>3251465> [X] Ask about Caster's identity now that you're both alone."What's your take on this, Caster? It seems like you had some idea of what was going on, but you also seemed pretty surprised when this "Judas" guy started talking. Care to fill me in on your background with all this?"
>>3251465Gulag, do we get readouts on Servant stats and skills after seeing them in action, like Shirou and the other magi in F/SN? Or is that one of the rules that have been changed for this HGW?
>>3251465>> [ ] Ask about Caster's identity now that you're both alone.We can also talk while we walk.
>>3251465Ask about casters identity now that we are both alone
>>3251465> [ ] Ask about Caster's identity now that you're both alone.Supporting the idea of asking about her grail war expectations as well as her identity. Planning is going to be easier if we're on the same page in terms of knowledge going in. Plus, getting information on the grail war was an essential relationship-building move for Shirou. We should definitely try to build as much of a positive relationship with Caster as possible.
>>3251496>>3251528>>3251567>>3251568> [X] Ask about Caster identity. / Start walking.Treading in the direction where Judas pointed at, you begin to converse with your servant. Eventually, it led to Caster's identity."So...I never got your real name," you mentioned under the young Sun."You're right about that, though, it's a precaution that both servants and masters need to take in mind. A true name of a servant may reveal a certain weakness if one knows the story and, or, legend...However, we're alone. And, perhaps, this should be a good time to inform you about myself."Caster takes your hand, a warm feeling flowing into you upon connection. "I am Arachne. The seamstress who provoked the goddess Athena, and the first spider."___https://pastebin.com/eb8cETZW___> [ ] Talk "Write-in"
>>3251602I am unfamiliar with the story, could you give me a short version of it?
>>3251602>> [ ] Talk "Write-in""Well, it looks like we have something in common caster. Let's get a move on.">>3251611Arachne was a seamstress that was extremely good. And that fame reached the gods. Ahtena, which sewing incompossed one of her domains, said that she isn't better then her, cause gods are petty fucks. Then Arachne says they should have a contest to see which was better. Arachne won, and out of rage Athena turned her into a spider.
Oh man, those are some low parameters. We're definitely going to have to make the most of territory creation.> [X] Talk "A seamstress, huh? I guess that's a hobby we have in common. I'm afraid I don't know much about Western myths, though. Do you mind telling me a bit more about your story?"
>>3251619I don't think a Japanese highschooler is likely to be familiar with minor Greek myths. Even if we know it OOC, the character would probably want to ask more.
>>3251652Oh I know. I was just stating that incase they didn't know that OOC
>>3251619>>3251630"A seamstress, huh? I guess that's a hobby that we have in common, Caster.""How so?""I can do a little bit of needlework myself. Of course, I don't have anything on me, but I could show you sometime.""That would be entertaining, I suppose. I just hope that you won't be too slow with the thread," Caster said with an unintended tone; it stroke at the heart a little.You scratch your left ear to hide the embarrassment. "Hehe...We'll have to see when I do get my hands on something. By the way, do you mind telling me more about your story? I don't know much about Western myths.""Hmm..." she hummed, recollecting her past— or the copied memories of the past. "As I just said, I was a seamstress in Greece. My skills at the loom were unparalleled that my achievements even reached the realm of the gods. In particular, Athena, who is also a master of the art. Boastful I was back then, but I argue that the divine wasn't any better. But that, in itself, is a mistake for a mortal woman. My pride soon reached a point where Athena herself came down to my father's house— and in response, I challenged her to a weaving contest out of spite."What I made pictured the exploits of Zeus and Poseidon, which didn't sit well with the Goddess. And, in the end, I won under a few other gods' judgment. However, Athena was maddened at my piece, striking me on the head three times. Gradually, I became the first spider, the first progenitor and the mother of such creatures. My life after that event was...mindless. That's all I can really describe it as."> [ ] "How come you're in a human form then?"> [ ] "So, you're not a magician(mage)?"> [ ] "What did Athena look like?"> [ ] - Another Option -
>>3251760> [X] - Another Option -"Fascinating; so were those techniques you used against Judas' assassin actually thread manipulation? It looked almost like magic, from where I stood."
>>3251760I agree with>>3251769
>>3251769>>3251774>>3251853"That's pretty cool to hear. So were those techniques you used against Judas' assassin actually thread manipulation? It looked almost like magic, from where I stood.""Magecraft," Caster corrected. "Anyways, yes. I can control and manipulate silken strands from within my territory. It's my ability as a caster. Though, somewhat weak compared to other servants."Granted a break from malicious dangers— namely, the city where you first appeared— your journey is accompanied under a thankful silence. However, life isn't that linear.> Roll 1d100
Rolled 40 (1d100)>>3251884
Rolled 73 (1d100)>>3251884
Rolled 49 (1d100)>>3251884
Rolled 84 (1d100)>>3251884
Rolled 14 (1d100)>>3251884
>>3251897 >>3251900 >>3251926 > [ Rolled 73 ] It has been quite a while since this morning, the day elapsing around noon. You have both entered a wide plain, its golden grass swaying with the wind; you couldn't believe that this place is part of the same world as that terrifying city. If you strain your eyes hard enough, you can also see the outline of another urban environment. You guess that the place for battle wasn't too far from where you last left, or that you're faster than you thought at first. "Ugh! How far was that city, again? I can't last under this heat!" "Master, it's only a couple of degrees lower than the average temperate climate. Plus, there's also a breeze." "That's not what I asked for!" " *sigh* It's not that far. You can see it in the distance." "Where?" Caster goes down to her knees, scanning the area for any signs of the foreign conversation. You follow suit, relying on the seamstress' perception as it's more reliable than yours. She recognizes two figures upon a hill. Detailing it to you: "There's a young woman over there...With thickly curled blonde hair and a blue dress. At her side is a...let's see...a lancer?" > [ ] Ambush them. > [ ] Make your presence known. > [ ] Follow them. > [ ] - Another Option -
>>3252102>Make your presence known.But be on our guard.
>>3252102Ambush them, we're playing the game aren't we?
>>3252102> [X] Ambush them.My god, it's Luvia! Let's get her in the spider's web...First, try to establish Caster's territory in the area without being detected. Once that's done, set thread traps to bind and disarm the enemies.
>>3252115>>3252133I thinks it's a little early to ambush them. We need a base, and an escape strategy, maybe even a hint to the true name. Especially since lance is generally a in your face opponent.
>>3252102>>[ ] Try to avoid them
>>3252102>Make your presence known
>>3252102>>3252102> [ ] Ambush them.Rushorou heard that man call her "master," and that's all he needs to know they're the enemy. They might well attack on sight, and from the fight with assassin he knows Caster isn't great in a head-on fight. "He who strikes first wins," they say, and the element of surprise makes a big difference in a fight.
>>3252102>>3252154Fair point. Besides, now that I think about it Luvia is pretty similar to Rin. She could play the same role in the story.Still, I think we should try to negotiate from a position of strength. Switching to:> [X] - Another Option - Establish Caster's territory, set traps to take down the potential enemies, and then introduce yourself
Rolled 19 (1d20)>>3252205
>>3252204This works. I'll switch to supporting diplomacy from strength.
Rolled 15 (1d20)>>3252205
>>3252204That's a plan I can agree with.>>3252102>>3252113Changing my vote to >>3252204
Rolled 2 (1d20)>>3252205
>>3252113>>3252170>>3252204Sorry, didn't see the change of vote.> Roll 1d20
Rolled 17 (1d20)>>3252221
Rolled 14 (1d20)>>3252205
Rolled 16 (1d20)>>3252221
Rolled 10 (1d20)>>3252221
>>3252221Also a quick question; do we have command seals?
>>3252226>>3252227>>3252230> [ Rolled 17 ]You command Caster to set up her territory, planning to make your presence known before resorting to violent actions."It's done. I'll attack when you say so," she said after her channel— five minutes at least, from what you measured."Okay. Be ready to entangle them," you further instructed, now approaching the (possibly hostile) pair.You call out as you get closer, waving a hand to grab their attention. The man with the spear, Lancer you presume, brandishes his weapon but doesn't attack right away. He immediately understands, advising his master to meet you down the hill.The servant holds his short polearm in a guard, hiding his free hand under his mantle. You can slightly get a glimpse of a large bag, however, that isn't as important.The girl behind him— hair fashioned into golden "sausage" curls in comparison to Lancer's brown, longer than average mane— rushes towards you head-on. "Who are you?!" she ordered with unfounded pride."Yumigawa Rushorou. Are you perhaps another master?" you asked back."What does it look like? I'll let you know that if you do anything funny, P— Er, Lancer, will leave you as dead as a rotten log!"You awkwardly laugh, trying to calm the regal girl down. "I'm not here to fight. Surely! I just wanted to talk before doing anything drastic."Lancer cuts in. "...Master, I think it's best to listen. He doesn't seem to be harmful. Yet."The girl huffs. "Hmph! If you tell where your servant is, then I'll consider this discussion."> [ ] Usher in Caster> [ ] Don't call in Caster> [ ] - Another Option ->>3252292Yes.
>>3252319>> [ ] Usher in Caster
>>3252319Usher in Caster.Also ask for her name.
Brainstorming character details while we wait for the dice-roll outcome:Rushorou has never found that special something that makes life worth it, the hobby or pursuit that sparks most people's actions and drives them on. Empty of personal motivation, his youth has been entirely directed by his parents.Rushorou has always been a perfect student, ranks #1 in school-wide exams consistently, and is the student council president. He derives no enjoyment from this, however, and does it only because his father advised him to pursue academics and student government in order to pave the way for future success. Mr. Yumigawa is unaware of his son's malaise, and believes Rushorou to be the perfect, diligent son he's always hoped for.His sewing hobby, likewise, is taken entirely from his mother. Needle-work, whether doing embroidery or making clothing from scratch, has always been Mrs. Yumigawa's favorite hobby, and Rushorou naturally followed along. He does enjoy this a bit more than schoolwork, but he can tell it gives his mother far more joy than it's ever given him.Though he's never found difficulty in any pursuit, he's also never found satisfaction, a problem common to the talented. Now it seems that what was always missing from Rushorou's life was the thrill of danger; for the first time, in this life-or-death conflict, he's fully energized and really enjoying life.Thoughts, anons? Gulag, what about you?
>>3252337Sounds good! Though, I wonder what other anons think as well.
>>3252337It hurts, but it's a good background.
>>3252319I guess our outcome showed up before I finished writing. Still, I'd love it if you all give my thoughts on the protagonist's possible backstory a read.> [X] Usher in Caster, but stay on guardHave Caster show herself, but keep enough of a distance between her and Lancer that she's confident she can strike first. Can we send this order through the telepathic servant/master link, or do we lack that ability?
>>3252319>Usher in Caster
>>3252354I do guess that certain details need to fit "the every-day normal high schooler." However, I like the relationship with Rushorou's parents.
>>3252337I like the idea. I'm glad that you mentioned that he had at least tried other things before giving up on them.
>>3252365My thought was "what would Souichirou be like if he'd been born in a normal family rather than an assassins' village?" since we're the master of Caster, and I like parallels.
>>3252319Usher in caster
Something else I'm thinking on: what's Rushorou's magic circuit situation?Is he that one-in-a-million person born into a mundane family with enough circuits to be a magus and support a servant?Is this a Shirou/Shinji situation, where he has just barely enough od to keep Caster running, but she'd get a major powerup if she found another source of energy?Is energy being provided to the Servants by the weird coins/silver grail setup in this altered ritual?Definitely something to ask Caster about during the next chance for dialogue is her energy source/level.
>>3252328>>3252332>>3252355>>3252363>>3252453Judas' world, or more specifically, how he orchestrated this type of war, is supporting most of the servants' manifestation. But with Yumigawa's magic circuit situation, I'm still stuck between the Shirou/Shinji's Situation or the One-in-a-million Situation...I would love some input on such."Master, Rushorou, should I strike? You don't seem to be in a good spot," said the disembodied voice of Caster.Your body jolts in surprise. What a strange method of communication it is. In reaction, both Lancer and the girl furrow a brow at the sight, though, straightening their faces to preserve the moment's flow.Concentrating on your servant's voice, you attempt to reproduce this supernatural technique. "Caster, can you hear me?" you returned."Yes.""That's good. Didn't know that we can do this...Come join me. These people don't seem to be set on killing us," you then assured."Is that so?" Caster replied in a reluctance. "I'll be there shortly."Standing up, her height towers over the overgrown grass as she, too, shows herself. Being revealed doesn't crack her guard, however, hands are ready to pluck the air.The regal girl speaks, "Is this your servant?"You confirm this assumption, "Yeah, you're correct.""What class? Lancer— along with a weird young man— has told me about this 'war's' elements.""I-I think you should slow down," you pleaded. "I told you my name. It's only fair for me to know yours. Are you European, perhaps?"The girl puts on a smug look. "Fufufu~ Why, Finnish. I am Truvetianne Edelfelt! A miraculous prodigy and the young head of the Edelfelt household! I won't blame you if you're crushed by my glorious air! Rather, I'll gladly welcome it! It's been too long since I have seen a proper servant— worse with this failure of a subordinate!""Oi, that isn't very nice to say! If my wife was here, she'd kick you to the curb!" protested Lancer."You're making yourself worse with what you said alone!" growled Truvetianne. "Should I shoot you down again?!""Ha! Try me! Sure, it hurts, but your curse is nothing more than a blunt arrow with that attitude!"Apparently, that was the last straw. Truvetianne kicks Lancer between his legs, causing him to fall down in manly-induced pain. She then points a finger at him, rapidly chanting a string of sentences with a focused eye before punishing her servant's rudeness for the second time. A series of small flashes comes forth during the sequence.> [ ] "I think that's enough.."> [ ] "...Um. May I propose a partnership? I think that it'll help in the long run."> [ ] "Caster, what is she doing? Is it magecraft, like you've said?"> [ ] - Another Option -
>>3252590>> [ ] "...Um. May I propose a partnership? I think that it'll help in the long run."
>>3252590>Caster what is she doing? Is it magecraft, like you've said?
>>3252590Let's try to take control of the situation. We can't let this princess dictate things; if Rushorou acts humble, it'll just go to her head.> [X] "I think that's enough..""I think that's enough playing around with your Servant, Miss Edelfelt. You and I are in a fortuitous situation; in this free-for-all, we've met before arriving at the arena, and have the opportunity to form an alliance. To answer your earlier question, my Servant is Caster. The affinity between my Servant and yours seems obvious. What do you say, Miss Edelfelt? Shall we seize victory together?"If Rushorou is taller than Truvetianne, he should walk up to her as he gives this presentation, emphasizing the size difference for psychological advantage. It's a shame we're on a plain with no walls or trees close by, or we could go for a kabedon.
>>3252590Also I'm partial to the one in a million, that way we can start building our own family crest.
>>3252590>"...Um. May I propose a partnership? I think that it'll help in the long run.">"Caster, what is she doing? Is it magecraft, like you've said?"Make sure to ask privately.
>>3252590>"Caster, what is she doing? Is it magecraft, like you've said?"
>>3252590Assuming Caster's parameters are set in stone, and can't be raised by finding another source of energy for her, I'd go for the one-in-a-million option. That way Rushorou can actually learn some magecraft and become an asset in the War.
>>3252717While that is a good idea a overconfident (future enemy?) mage is easier to work around. Also it seems like she doesn't like being challenged/disrespected.
>>3252717Ah jeez, I want to bully her. Supporting
>>3252590I like the idea of trying to cow Truvetianne. Let's go with the confident approach from >>3252717
>>3252739Ojou characters who put up a dominant front are the most fun kind of tsundere, though. If Rushorou stays confident and doesn't play to her ego, she'll eventually melt.
>>3252732Actually, I'll switch to >>3252717
>>3252717>>3252742>>3252746>>3252763> [X] Confidence + Talk>>3252724>>3252736I see that two of prefer the One-in-a-million option. I'll keep that unstated vote open for other Anons to join in before I do set it in stone._____"I think that's enough playing around, Miss Edelfelt. You and I are in a fortuitous situation; in this free-for-all, we've met before arriving at the selected arena and have the opportunity to form an alliance," you noted. "To answer your question, my Servant is Caster. We aren't very good at close-range combat, but from afar, she makes for a good supporter. However, with your own Servant, the affinity between us seems obvious. So, what do you say?"You make yourself seem taller— even though you're just a few centimeters apart. Truvetianne halts what's she is doing, changing the direction of her pointed finger to you; it's unclear if she's upset or not, but you hope that it isn't the former.She squints her eyes as if to analyze your worth. "...I can agree with what you said, commoner. A previous encounter against a humanoid figure proved to be a challenge for Lancer. He does well in a proper, up-close duel, but not so much with cowardly tactics like blurring in and out of holds."Mulling the suggestion in a second thought, Truvetianne then gives her answer. "I guess that I can allow this temporary alliance. Still, I am the one in charge; I can understand a man's aim to advance onto my hand, but I must clearly state that I'm out of your league. Tenfold, in more detail."> [ ] Ask about Lancer's true name and his abilities.> [ ] Thank her and move on to the appointed city.> [ ] - Another Option -
>>3252853>> [ ] Thank her and move on to the appointed city.
Also, I prefer the One-in-a-million option
>>3252853>Thank her and move on to the appointed city.I kind of just want to ignore her comment about us being out of her league.
>>3252853Oh yeah, I'm down for One-in-a-million>Thank her and move on to the appointed city.
>>3252853Ask about lancers abilities, but not his name. Talk to caster about lancers name when we are alone, stating that I heard her say p before saying lancer. ( I'm all for the one in a million idea too.)
>>3252853> [X] Thank her and move on to the appointed city."I appreciate your good judgment; one who didn't appreciate the benefits of an alliance wouldn't be worth allying with."Once we start walking, ask Caster about the magecraft Truvetianne was using through the telepathic link.OOC, I think Lancer is Perseus. P, significant bag, powerful wife... it seems to fit.
>>3252853>Thank her and move on to the appointed city.>Another Option: Advance onto her hand
In case we timelapse over the rest of the walk to the city, I'd like to note here that we should be taking any opportunity to fluster Truvetianne.
>>3252870>>3252876>>3252880>>3252881>>3252894>>3252896> [X] Thank her and move on.One-in-a-million it is! Though, I'll have to work that into the story._____"I really appreciate it! One who isn't mindful about the pros of an alliance wouldn't be worth allying with!" you exclaimed...Happy."Don't get too chummy. Now get moving, commoner, before I get bored of you."With Lancer recovered, you are now part of a small team; if there aren't any other troubles along the way, you might reach the city before late afternoon, if not a tad bit earlier.Throughout the way, you question Truvietianne's magecraft with Caster— telepathically, as you fear the same consequences that Lancer had to endure. Sadly, your Servant can only discern it as some kind of curse.> Talk with... "Write-in"> [ ] ...With Truviet (Truvietianne)> [ ] ....With Lancer> [ ] ...With Caster> [ ] Move on in silence.> [ ] - Another Option -
>>3252949>Talk with:>Truviet>Caster>Lancer (double-team on Tru)
>>3252949> [X] ...With Truvietianne"Tell me, Miss Edelfelt. How did you wind up here? You don't seem like the type of person to dirty her own hands fighting."
>>3252949>> [X] ...With Truvietianne>"Tell me, Miss Edelfelt. How did you wind up here? You don't seem like the type of person to dirty her own hands fighting."
>>3252949I support >>3252986
You off for the night, Gulag?
>>3252986>>3252997>>3253002>>3253037> [X] Talk with Truvietianne._____You come up to Truvietianne's side. "Tell me, Miss Edelfelt. How did you wind up here? You don't seem like the type of person to dirty her own hands fighting."She gives you a harsh glare before speaking. "I really had no choice on the matter. I doubt that you did as well. I was in my manor for one moment and, in the next, by a riverbank...While I'm at it, did you come across a silver goblet too?""Er, yeah. One was on top of a tall tower within a destroyed city.""Peculiar. Mine was nestled inside a tree; I didn't have any opportunity to grab, though, as I was about to be chased by some shadow-casted beast."> Roll 1d100
Rolled 18 (1d100)>>3253955
Rolled 91 (1d100)>>3253955
Rolled 41 (1d100)>>3253955
>>3253958>>3253966>>3254032> [ Rolled 91 ]In exchange for your own recollections, the fellow Master does the same. She touched on her lineage for a short while, but the elaboration ended when another topic was mentioned, one that pertained to this war: Judas. You informed Truvietianne about said man, as she had stated that the person himself didn't spend as much time as with you. "He looked hurried in spite of his negligent demeanor," is what your newly-obtained partner shared. Albeit, with poison.Talking with a rich daughter didn't sit well, in all your honesty. You're more used to the informal sort of conversations; nonetheless, you just needed to get used to the different display of mannerisms for the ball to get rolling. At a moderate speed, no less. The discussion is held off for some other appointment, however, now entering the bounds of the constructed city.> [ ] Immediately search for other Masters.> [ ] Set up camp somewhere.> [ ] Spend some time exploring Judas' city.> [ ] - Another Option -
>>3254120>> [ ] Set up camp somewhere.
>>3254120> [X] Set up camp somewhere.Base-building is key for Caster. We need to find a good slot to set up her Workshop. Obviously Rushorou doesn't understand the importance of finding a natural confidence of mana, like Ryuudou Temple, but he should at least ask Caster if there's anything that can strengthen her Territory.>You're more used to the informal sort of conversationsSounds like we need to teach Rushorou how to conduct himself as a proper gentleman posthaste! He'll never make it in magus society if he prefers to be casual.
Anons, I want your opinion. We have 2 heroines in front of us, bringing us as players to an important choice: which route are we on?>Caster Route (Truviet is arrogant and irritating! If she does that "o-hoho" laugh, I'll lose my shit! Master-Servant romance was the way to go in FSN, and it's the way to go here!)>Truvietianne Route (Himedere banzai! Ojou characters are adorable, and I'm waiting for an "ohoho" with baited breath! Break through that tsun layer at full speed!)>No Heroine Route (Look, I'm just here for the holy grail war. Don't try to make this a waifu game, for the love of god. Fate/Zero was better than FSN anyway.)
>>3254156Both are really valid options, but I'm personally having a hard time deciding. And didn't Shirou have a threesome with Saber and Rin in one of the routes?
>>3254162He had a threesome one time on the Saber route, yeah. There's also one of the endings on the Rin route where he lives with Rin and Saber in a 3-person relationship after the HGW, so threesomes aplenty are implied there.
>>3254156I agree with >>3254162 Let's see what happens character-wise before we start trying to waifu someone.
>>3254156Caster Route if when, given that this is Fate it comes up, but just as happy with no route. I won't be pushing the waifuing, but I do have a preference between the two current options.
>>3254120> [ ] Set up camp somewhere.We have Caster, so we need to set up.
>>3254125>>3254126>>3254135>>3254192> [X] Set up camp somewhere.You inquired Caster about her needs as a Servant. "Since there are not any outstanding locations to set up shop— from what I can sense— anywhere will do...But an elevated place is preferable. To resemble my mountain home, somewhat."" 'Bout there?" Lancer said. "That institute is built on a pretty high hill. We could use one of those lecture halls as a base. The dormitory, if they have one."What he pointed out was a sizable college campus, settled at the top after a steep protrusion in the ground. For a lack of a better term, it's similar, and, or, shaped like a downtown area that lives by a developed port: roads, pavement, and buildings slanted uphill at the start from where you stand."I would love to take place upon professional grounds. That is if there are any accommodating furnishings," commented Truviet. She then wipes the perspiration off her forehead, "Ugh. Lancer, give me my parasol.""On it, on it..." replied the addressed personage. As ordered, he takes out a sack from under his mantle, pulling a parasol so that Truviet may take it. "You know, I'm not some living chest or whatnot.""What are you talking about? Your job is to follow under my rule. Being used to carry my items is expected." With that said, the elegant daughter laughs in an "Ohohoho~" as she goes off to the campus alone. The rest of you follow up.Luckily, what little of the small center for education provides; Caster begins to construct her territory on a dormitory's roof while Lancer guards the front. You and Truviet search the building— nothing of concern comes up. Unless you missed something.Plans?> [ ] Just wait out the day and prepare for any encounter.> [ ] Propose that Lancer should bait out someone.> [ ] - Another Option
>>3254197> [ ] Just wait out the day and prepare for any encounter.
>>3254197> [ ] - Another OptionTry to learn as much as we can about the situation while Caster sets up.Spoiler for things we wouldn't know to ask IC:Is there an overseer we need to check in with or is Judas in that role given that he brought us here?
>>3254207Judas is, as he's the person who has orchestrated this version of the War.
>>3254197> [X] Just wait out the day and prepare for any encounter. While waiting, investigate the institute and try to figure out living conditions.Can Caster grow her territory over time? What's the maximum range of her threads when it comes to setting traps? Can she collect information via threads in line with the spider theme?What does Lancer look like? All the description we've got is that he has a polearm, a mantle, and a bag.
>>3254197I feel like what I meant by "wait out the day" lines up with >>3254207, for whatever that's worth.
>>3254197>> [X] Just wait out the day and prepare for any encounter. While waiting, investigate the institute and try to figure out living conditions.>Can Caster grow her territory over time? What's the maximum range of her threads when it comes to setting traps? Can she collect information via threads in line with the spider theme?>What does Lancer look like? All the description we've got is that he has a polearm, a mantle, and a bag.
>>3254203>>3254207>>3254264>>3254271>>3254293> [X] Wait out the day +• Arachne's territory and, in conjunction, her web-like strands, spans across a range of 30 meters. 100 meters if given enough time. She's aware of what goes on inside her created bounds and can position/manipulate her "web" to her discretion— as seen during her fight against Judas' assassin.• Lancer appears to be a man in his early 20s; his brown hair slightly grows past his shoulders, alongside hazel-colored eyes that exude a simple calmness. He's a head taller than both you and Truviet, but is still noticeably shorter than Arachne (corrected from "around 160 cm" to "around 185 cm.")._____Caster is almost complete with producing her territory's fullest extent. In the meantime, while Lancer is off laying about at the dorm's entrance, you resume the discussion with Truvietianne.The five other Masters may or may not be in this very city presently. Despite her haughty attitude as a rich girl, she is surprisingly cautious about the situation, wanting to keep her stand here rather than going out to hunt. A product of a sheltered life? You cannot decide if she's actually competent, but Truviet does have a grasp of what she plans for.Truvietianne soon brought up lunch. Rushing out of the dorm's lobby to fetch Lancer, she goes about her way to satisfy her wants. Apparently, up to this point, her servant's sack that he carries around is magical. A sort of space that can store countless items. Originally, Lancer stated that it's usually for carrying food, but since he's contracted to Truviet now, it has been more than that. Either way, he served you some pretty lavish dishes from the magic bag, sighing once again, saying: "Even my wedding cake, huh?"> Roll 1d100
Rolled 25 (1d100)>>3254359
Rolled 18 (1d100)>>3254359So Lancer is actually Felix the Cat. Interesting.
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Rolled 4 (1d100)>>3254359
These rolls are BO3. Please, next anon, save us!
Rolled 97 (1d100)>>3254359
>>3254364>>3254425>>3254433> [ Rolled 34 ]>>3254481It's a special type of entertaining._____There wasn't much to do but wait. Nevertheless, you hold a determined mind. Truvietianne is sitting in the corner, arms crossed as she ponders untold thoughts; things seemed to be slowing down, however, the atmosphere has become heavy.Not being too familiar with each other yet, you accompany the Finnish daughter while you stare through the window. Caster has completed her field, sharing the same anticipating guard as Lancer from down below.A sudden boom refreshes your numbed conscious. Truviet as well, the loud sound calling her to the same window.A nearby tower has been fired at, smoke rising from the site where it had been damaged. Such a thing paled in comparison to what had caused it, terrifyingly enough.In the air, a ship. Sails are cast while a red flag billows in and out of itself in pressured movement. The hull is halfway sunken into nothing, pretending to be gliding through ocean waters; in spite of its imaginary depiction, real water does spray out and sprinkle throughout the forced maneuver of the pirate ship.A figure steps up, revealing herself as the captain— a Servant most likely. It's a woman, adorned in Chinese red and golden ornamental patterns; a fur coat is worn over her arms, a long pipe of equal material value puffing out little clouds. Strapped to her belt, a saber. A pistol resting on the opposite hip.The person herself had sharp, intimidating eyes; those of a predator, ones with stinging red pupils that hide a dragon's sight.She lets down her hair, previously made into a bun, and hides away the sticks that held it. Disregarding the scary impression, she's actually beautiful— reinforced with dominant air.This new Servant stomps her left boot on the ship's rail, giving those who look above a bitter-sweet smile. "Come out and play~! Don't be shy! I know one of you are out there!" It was clear that her announcement wasn't directed towards you. In reality, every other Master and Servant.> [ ] Attack while she's unknowing of your location.> [ ] Present yourselves.> [ ] - Another Option -
>>3254487>> [ ] - Another OptionOur caster is the mother of spiders and this servent Ching Shih? is a very large and annoying fly. Prepare an ambush if tries to attack.
>>3254498Didn't think that you would get her name right away. Guess I made it too obvious. Originally, I wanted to use Yin Sun-Shin.
>>3254487> [ ] - Another Option -"This is the time to demonstrate the power of our alliance, Miss Edelfelt! Have Lancer present himself for an honorable duel, and once we've got Rider in range of my traps I can spring an ambush with Caster. Once Caster's immobilized her, your Lancer can deal the finishing blow. What do you say?"
>>3254507Well, there's one really famous Chinese pirate, and you picked her. I think it would have taken longer to figure out the admiral.
>>3254507While Fate is the land of rule #63, Female Chinese pirate and the red flag was enough to give it away for me but I know my pirate lore. I wouldn’t have guessed the Korean admiral.
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Rolled 57 (1d100)>>3254654
Oh man, the dice do not love Rushorou today.
>>3254665No, no they don’t. That’s how most quests break down. Either anons are lucky mofo’s and crit constantly or the dice screw up the narrative until everything has a low dc.
>>3254156I say we wait for the Illya route. Type Moon can cancel it from the game, but not from my heart!But seriously, there could be more heroines added down the line. We shouldn't pick just yet.
>>3254657>>3254660>>3254663> [ Rolled 57 ]"Miss Edelfelt, I think that now's a good time to get a strike in. Have Lancer present himself to her for a duel while I get Caster ready for a trap.""I'm not so sure about that. But it'll let me assess this Servant's ability.""Caster said that her territory is complete. I know that you have never seen her fight before, but I'm confident that she'll catch that Servant while being distracted.""Tch. Fine. Everything's on you if this goes South!"Truvietianne sends your instructions to Lancer, meeting up with him while you go to Caster. Arachne bumps into you within the corridor, already knowing the plan.Caster finds an appropriate place to view both Lancer and the new Servant, setting up the snagging trap. Agreeing to communicate telepathically, you finally join behind Truviet, intentionally hiding yourself to avoid any suspicions.At this point in time, Lancer has already shown himself. Truviet told you that this new Servant is Rider, a class that's known for their mounts."My, my~ I didn't think to look below my own ship," Rider playfully said. "Who are you?~""Lancer. Though, I guess you already knew that, lady.""Correct. Should I introduce myself a bit more? It would be disappointing if you never got my name, besides my class, of course."Lancer raises a brow. "Ha?""Cheng I Sao, the pirate queen of China's southern sea~" She notices the puzzled faces of Truvietianne and Lancer, giggling to herself before puffing from her pipe. "Confused? I wouldn't blame you. It's just how I show respect to those who are in over their heads~"Dashing in, neglecting any sign of a warning, Rider swipes at Lancer with her sword. Luckily, he dodges out of the way in reaction, following up with a thrust of his own.Deep into combat, you signal Caster to make her move. "On it, Master!" Doing so, thickened webs shoot out around Rider's sides; they aimed at her joints in the hopes that it'll restrict her.Unfortunately, it failed. Rider smiles as if she got something right, cutting away at the silken strands to escape the trap. Lancer doesn't let up, occupying her until one of the webs gets a hold on her. She kicks him away after a brief struggle, weaving in and out of each tendril's way.Rider runs up the dorm's walls, commanding her ship to fire. By her word, a three volleys shoot out at Lancer, suppressing any attempt to catch up. No one got hurt under that attack, but it postponed a way to get her down."Dammit! Didn't think that out did you?" Truviet said to you, upset. Running out of cover, she digs in her dress' pocket for a jewel. Throwing it, she shouts a few words; in the air, the flying jewel then explodes into fire, hitting Rider square on.Back on the ground, the enemy Servants dusts her coat in displeasure. "A tough blast, hun. Got me there, didn't you~?""Lancer, spare her no room for comfort!" yelled the Finnish daughter."On it!"
>>3254766>> [ ] Tell Caster to be more offensive
The young man of the spear distances himself from Rider, Truviet standing a ways behind alongside you. Pointing his weapon's pointed end, he starts to speak in a different tongue while Caster's webs busies the beguiling woman."Galwaf ar blaid byd arall...I call for a favor from an old friend...Hunting Hounds of Arawn!" proclaimed Lancer.Out from the blue, five gigantic hounds appear— their backs reach to a grown man's waist, snarling with fury."Ah~ How cute!" Rider responded, switching her target towards to the hounds. But Lancer wouldn't let it develop as is, fighting the Pirate Queen with his otherworldy mutts.___Lancer - True Name: Pwyll___> [ ] Tell Caster to go all out as well.> [ ] Let Caster continue with her current position.> [ ] - Another Option -
We need to figure out what Caster's best at, anons. With other servants you can just jump in and fight, but Caster always needs to work an angle. For Medea, it was preparation. She had tons of magic power to work with, and pulled even more in from the townsfolk. This let her function like heavy artillery. We don't have that option, since even if we boost Caster's magical resources she doesn't have ancient magecraft comparable to Medea's.For Gilles de Rais, his NP was his gimmick. He wasn't great in a normal fight, but once he got out that giant monster, it took all the other Servants together to take him down. We know Caster doesn't function like that, because her NP is a C-grade anti-personnel.So what do you think, folks? How can we work Caster's webs to a greater advantage? I was thinking it'd be the "set traps and prepare a web" angle, but that doesn't seem all that effective so far.
>>3254769> [X] - Another Option -Tell Caster to make a barrier of webbing to keep Rider from getting back to her ship and seal her in a fighting arena with Lancer. With his NP out, Lancer should be able to overpower her so long as she can't get back to her own.
Also, I think that Casters NP might be a transformation
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>>3254901>>3254903>>3254910> [ Rolled 17 ]"Caster, make a barrier! That'll keep Rider from boarding her ship!""I can see that Lancer has used his Noble Phantasm. Are you sure?""Yup. It'll help him out."Arachne gets to work, ceasing her previous objective to hinder Rider's ability to escape. Around the site of the battle, thin threads are weaving themselves into a translucent dome to trap its contents.Cheng shoots the webbing to test its strength; only a handful of shots are able to punch a big enough hole, but it soon gets patched up due to Caster's haste."Tricky..." Rider muttered, focusing on Lancer's dogs for now.It wasn't just him who is doing all the work. Truvietianne is supporting him from the back, using unfamiliar means to attack: blasts of fire that explodes outwards inside Caster's dome.> [ ] Continue watching while Caster relays her situation.> [ ] Order Caster to go all out— like what Lancer did.> [ ] - Another Option -
>>3254969>> [ ] - Another Option -Make sure Rider’s ship can’t intervene.
>>3254969> [X] Continue watching while Caster relays her situation.There's no way two servants should have to pull out their NPs to handle one who's cut off from hers, especially since Riders tend to have lower base stats than the knight classes and rely on the NP to supplement that. Lancer's got this in the bag,What I am worried about is the whereabouts of Rider's master. They're still a complete unknown, and if they're a magus or a fighter they could be a danger. Stay on guard, scan the rooftops and any other places the enemy Master might be hiding. We don't want to be taken by surprise.
>>3254969>> [X] Continue watching while Caster relays her situation.>There's no way two servants should have to pull out their NPs to handle one who's cut off from hers, especially since Riders tend to have lower base stats than the knight classes and rely on the NP to supplement that. Lancer's got this in the bag,>What I am worried about is the whereabouts of Rider's master. They're still a complete unknown, and if they're a magus or a fighter they could be a danger. >Stay on guard, scan the rooftops and any other places the enemy Master might be hiding. We don't want to be taken by surprise.
>>3254989>>3255010> Roll 1d100
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Rolled 78 (1d100)>>3255074
Rolled 31 (1d100)>>3255074
>>3255078>>3255081>>3255086> [ Rolled 78 ]Lancer steadily gains the upper hand, driving Rider into corners without any space to rest. Unease can be seen in her expression, contemplating retreat right after her initial display."Eh, hell with it. Fire!" Rider said, resorting to her ship's fire to free herself from this trap.Caster grunts in frustration. "Master, I won't be able to resist her cannons. Worse if she puts more power into them.""How long can you hold the barrier for?" you asked."Probably about a few more minutes."> [ ] Tell Caster to last until then.> [ ] Tell Caster to break down the barrier.> [ ] Tell Caster to hold the barrier as long as she can.> [ ] - Another Option -_____Pwyll's profilehttps://pastebin.com/vL2cWrcf_____
>>3255149> [X] - Another Option -"Can you channel all the thread in the barrier into a strike from all angles? Even with her agility, Rider shouldn't be able to escape that."
>>3255149>> [X] - Another Option ->"Can you channel all the thread in the barrier into a strike from all angles? Even with her agility, Rider shouldn't be able to escape that."
>>3255163>>3255169>>3255179"Can you channel all the thread in the barrier into a strike from all angles? Even if she's fast, Rider shouldn't be able to escape that.""Might be brief, but I'll try."> Roll 1d20
Rolled 13 (1d20)>>3255209I see none of you have been bullying Truvi. For shame
Rolled 1 (1d20)>>3255209
Rolled 2 (1d20)>>3255209It hurts
Rolled 20 (1d20)>>3255209
Rolled 17 (1d20)>>3255211I mean, it seems like it'd be hard to do that in the middle of a fight. But please, put in your bullying suggestions. I'm all for it.
>>3255209Please use the 20, Gulag. The dice have been really screwing us this fight.
>>3255211>>3255213>>3255218> [ Rolled 1 ]Writing
I'm really sorry for not rolling earlier.
A gunshot is heard. On Caster's dome, ice is crystallizing at a rapid pace, blowing a hole from outside."Another force! A Master!" warned your Servant.The barrier undoes itself; the crafter tries to recover from the damage, pulling back the strands to reform them."You know how long I was waiting?" Rider cried— a blonde man is who she is talking to. He looked to be around thirty years of age, sporting a walrus mustache whilst wearing a flower-patterned button-up."I had to write down the rune on my bullet. It takes time!" said he; you realize that he has a pistol in his hand. "Grandmama always told me to be patient. You, however, lack that!"The man recomposes himself, adjusting his eye-glasses to sit on his head. "Take me up to your ship. I'll try to support you from there.""Got it, slow-ass," the Pirate Queen crudely replied."Go for the one who's doing all that web stuff. A Caster I imagine!"As ordered, Rider glances about. She smiles, eyes resting upon the dorm's high floor.Lancer tries to obstruct her— as he is equal in speed— but is stopped by her master. A magus you imagine, like what Truvietianne said."Master! I won't be able to stop Rider. She'll run past my webs!" Caster communicated.Cheng I Sao crashed through the window; looking upwards, you spectate Caster's disadvantageous battle— it's Assassin but more horrible!> [ ] NP button.> [ ] Convince Truvietianne to order Lancer.> [ ] - Another Option -
> [X] NP button.Fuck it, no other choice. Revealing our servant's true name was the #1 thing I wanted to keep us from doing this early in the war, but I guess there's not much else we can do in the face of a nat 1. Let's hope this uses up Rushorou's catastrophic bad luck, and he can be a little more functional in the next fight we wind up in.
>>3255282>> [ ] NP button.I guess, since I hoped my crit ovewrited the nat 1, but nah I guess. We don't have any choice. And it's my fault for not rolling earlier
>>3255224>during a fight>not during the walk to the cityYou should have pushed harder after >>3252914 manI don't have any suggestions now, because we have to live. Maybe after the battle>>3255282>NP ButtonThe only option left to kill Rider
>>3255293>>3255347>>3255366> [X] NP button._____Arachne's NP is updated.https://pastebin.com/Q7DN9jmB_____You rack your brain while Edelfelt is fighting against the enemy Master. Lancer is currently catching up with Rider, his hounds following by his feet. "Damn Scandinavians..." Truviet mumbled with hate."Caster, go all out!""Do you know what that entails?" she whined."You're not in a good spot, aren't you? Just something to hold her off so Lancer can get to you.""But..." Even if you're down at the bottom floor, you can feel Arachne's uncertainty. What does she have to be worried about?> [ ] "Trust me! I believe that you can handle yourself wholeheartedly!"> [ ] "C'mon! After everything you did for me last night? I'm confident that you'll be fine!"> [ ] "A badass hero spirit thingy shouldn't be like that! You're the second best girl I have ever met. Right before my Mom!"> [ ] - "Write-in"
>>3255392>> [ ] - "Write-in""You've surpassed the gods themselves before. You can handle this, I'm sure you'll just be fine."
>>3255392>Arachne's character sheetOdd that skill entering the realm of the divine warrants an E in Item Construction, given that Sasaki exists. Otherwise it looks OK.>>3255404Support this
Huh, yeah, that seems odd to me as well. Especially since Medea, who was not known for her ability to make things, has an A in Item Construction.
>>3255481>Medea, who was not known for her ability to make things, has an A in Item ConstructionThat probably covers a lot of Alchemy and shit. Medea made some stuff to protect Jason from fire-breathing bulls, and later made a poisoned dress for him.
>>3255404>>3255453>>3255467 "You've surpassed the gods themselves before. You can handle this, I'm sure that you'll be just fine.""...Don't blame me if you want to gouge your eyes out."A moment passes in silence, absent of Caster's voice. You know that she's still up there with all the destruction that's going about within the dormitory.The uppermost row of windows flash. Rider pulls out from where she had broken in, scaling the walls to take place on the roof.After her, Arachne. Everything below her waist is that of a monstrous spider, eight scaly legs skittering up the vertical side. Her bangs are parted, six additional eyes sitting in her forehead— glazed and black, never blinking while they swivel; the original, human pair are closed. Nails filed sharp upon Caster's growth, her canines protrude devilishly. The set of acquired fangs are clamped neatly in her jaw.Lancer is a bit shaken at the view but continues, becoming the third person upon the roof. Now Rider's up against two opponents of her own, hopefully, a sign that this fight is coming to a close.> [ ] Assist Truvietianne.> [ ] Travel to the dorm's roof.> [ ] - Another Option -
>>3255533> [X] Assist Truvietianne.We've had a lackluster performance so far. Hopefully we still have the chance to improve Ojou's opinion of Rushorou.
>>3255533>> [ ] Assist Truvietianne.
>>3255552>>3255563>>3255567Encouraged, you step up to Truviet. "Now that Rider's being dealt with, what do you want me to do?""This isn't really a good place to talk, you know?" She takes cover, a bullet flying by; like the previous ones before it, where it landed spilled out a cluster of ice. "...But I have some ideas. It will hurt in the process, so it's fine if you stay back and look nice.""I'll do it" You instantaneously complied, shocking the Finnish girl till she remembers to return to the fight at hand."Okay?" Truviet grabs your legs, dragging you out of cover to twirl you into a circle. You couldn't tell at first, but now you're in the air— tossed. Was she trying to get you on board with only that?!That wasn't all; from out of her pocket, another jewel. This time, she throws it at you, activating it.Pain surged into your back, the force created from the explosion pushing you up. The landing wasn't any better, rather, a crash more so."Huh. Crazy kids." The enemy Master switches his attention to you. Quickly, you hide behind a sail's pillar to aid your burns. The whole backside of your jacket and shirt it singed through!Distracted, Truviet is free to damage the ship as she pleases. "Finally. That commoner's useful for something," she whispered to herself.> [ ] Hold your ground.> [ ] Rush towards the man.> [ ] - Another Option -
>>3256654Can't really make a plan from this. Are there more masts? Can we move from cover to cover, or would rushing at the man entail going straight over open ground? How far away is he, and how long would it take to rush him?These are all essential details for a fight against a gunman.
>>3256665The main deck is 75m long. You are hiding behind the second to last mast, there being four in total. The enemy master is positioned towards the opposite end (the front of the ship). You can attempt to get closer to him by hiding behind each sequential mast, as they're thick enough to provide cover. Unless he approaches you himself.
>>3256677> [ ] Rush towards the man.Dodge from mast to mast to close distance with the enemy Master, staying behind cover as much as possible.Once we've reached the last mast in front of him, feint out to get him to empty his gun. When he reloads, or if he decides Rushorou isn't a threat and turns back towards Truvietianne, rush him.
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>>3256781>>3256789>>3256795> [ Rolled 19 ]Dodging from each mast to the next, you close the distance with the enemy Master. You cannot afford to recklessly charge in. His bullets are a prime example of the consequences.He moves up to the front deck, staying low to the ground as Truviet bombards the ship. You move up to the fourth mast, pretending to rush him down.The Master shoots; in reality, you planned a feint, narrowly avoiding his lethal craft.Jerking his left arm, he fidgets with his gun to reload. However, you finally commit to a dash and run to stop the process.Caught off guard, he falls backward. The gun slides to his right, way out of his hand's reach. You wrestle with him, muscles aching while you tighten your grip."Dammit! Rider, fall back!" he said angrily.Now told to escape will full force, his Servant returns to see your struggling spectacle. Her coat is torn, dust and cuts tainting her vibrant dress.In pursuit, Lancer crosses a web-made bridge, re-engaging his fleeing opponent.Caster is serving as an anchor, holding the silken path by her hands.> [ ] Detach from Rider's Master and fall overboard.> [ ] Keep up the struggle.> [ ] Try to run past Rider and trek Caster's thin passage.> [ ] - Another Option -
>>3256835>> [ ] Keep up the struggle.
>>3256835>Detach from Rider's Master and fall overboardCaster will catch us r-right?
>>3256835>Another option.Have caster grab us with a web and pull us to Truviet.It separates us from rider so lancer can deal with her. And puts us closer to our friend with enemy in hand.
>>3256835Gonna switch to > [ ] Detach from Rider's Master and fall overboard.
>>3256853>>3256865"Lancer, I'll this situation to ya!""Wha?— Er, sure!"Detaching yourself from Rider's master, you make way for the ship's edge. Cheng brandishes her pistol at you, but her arm is displaced by Lancer, causing her to fire upwards.You hesitate for a second, searching the ground for courage. Your will won't be enough to push aside your cowardice, so, instead, you close your eyes and jump. On the way down, the air in your lungs is punched out of your chest. A spun hammock is the abrupt break in your fall, tied around a tree and over the dormitory's entrance.Truviet doesn't pay you any mind, continuing her attack that can barely scorch the ship's hull. What does work is the constant imbalance that she makes; it won't be maintained for long, however, as she grows tired.> [ ] Tell Caster to let the ship go.> [ ] Convince Truvietianne to pull back Lancer and let them go.> [ ] Let the fight go on. You're winning?> [ ] Offer a truce!> [ ] - Another Option -
>>3256902Convince Truviet to pull back Lancer and let them go.I think we are at best in a stalemate.
>>3256902> [X] Convince Truvietianne to pull back Lancer and let them go.This fight has been a failure. We need to work on our coordination, or the 2v1 advantage is useless.
>>3256902> [x] Convince Truvietianne to pull back Lancer and let them go.
I guess fall back. I still feel the reason we're losing is cause I didn't roll the 20 in time.
>>3256929>>3257011>>3257018>>3257025"Pull Lancer back," you told Truviet."Why?!""We need to break this stalemate. It won't do any good if we go at it for much longer.""I have no need to remind you that this happened because of you!" She reverts her movement, resting her hands, "Lancer, retreat!...Shut up and do it!"Lancer jumps off the ship, fending off Rider as she tries to obstruct his escape. "That's how it is, I see. Fire!" the pirate said, her cannons delivering a deconstructive blow to Caster's bridge.She doesn't let off; beams rain down your base as her ship sails off to another part of the city. Both parties have unaccomplished anything.Granted a period of uninterrupted recovery, Caster, too, settles down. She meets up with you at the front of the building, retransformed and strained.Truviet glares at you, upset and displeased.> [ ] Apologize> [ ] Start cleaning your camp up.> [ ] Find somewhere else to set shop.> [ ] - Another Option -
>>3257066> [ ] Apologize> [ ] Find somewhere else to set shop.
>>3257066>> [ ] Apologize
>>3257066> [X] Another Option"Well, wasn't that fun?"Flash Truvietianne a grin."I think we can take the experience of this fight and use it to really improve our teamwork and strategizing going forward. I wonder if it'd be possible for Caster to pull that ship down to earth..."
Apologize? Come on, don't turn into a doormat now! And we should repair this place, not find a new base.
We need to stay positive! I'm just irritated I wasn't there to vote for keeping up the struggle when we were on the ship.
>>3257066>Start cleaning up your camp.>Apologize. "Sorry, cant throw around exploding gems like you." Kind of sarcastically.
>>3257066I support >>3257098.No need to apologize if you don't admit anything's wrong!
Plus, we established earlier that fighting is the only thing Rushorou enjoys, so it seems in-character for him to have fun with this.
>>3257083>>3257086>>3257147>>3257098>>3257102>>3257167It's a tie. Votes are still open before I flip a coin.
>>3257189You didn't count >>3257188
You flash a grin at Truvietianne, saying: "Well, wasn't that fun? Haha. I think we can take the experience of this fight and use it to improve our teamwork and strategizing going forward. I wonder if it'd be possible for Caster to pull that ship down.""I could," your Servant said thereafter. "Rider's cannon fire hindered any effort for me to do so, sadly."The Finnish girl doesn't crack, whipping her hand across your face. From where she slapped you, a pink mark. "How impudent can you be?! I cannot fathom your ability to sustain Caster at all!" she scorned; unbeknownst to her— and more particularly you— your body holds an unrepresented quality that is to be acknowledged.Truviet scolds you for a good three minutes. Once cooled, she ordered your camp to be cleaned up with the help of her "subordinates." There wasn't any laughter of a prideful princess at that time.Nightfall comes close, the Sun is now unseen over the horizon yonder. With the help of Lancer and Caster, the dormitory is now recovered after today's battle; groups of brick are patched with webs here and there, the view unlike to its surroundings to a degree.> [ ] Hang out with Lancer. He's guarding the front again.> [ ] Hang out with Caster. She's resting up on the roof.> [ ] Hang out with Truviet. She's Lounging about inside.> [ ] - Another Option -
>>3257230> [X] Hang out with Truviet. She's lounging about inside.Let's make good on what we said before about working out new strategies. We should discuss with Truvietianne how to synergize our Servants' abilities.Rushorou might also want to ask what she meant about his ability to sustain Caster. He hasn't heard any mention of needing to sustain her before, has he?>>3255366, this is your chance to bully.
>>3257230>Hang out with Truviet. She's Lounging about inside.Can't resist the allure of bullying her. Of course strategy is also important,
>>3257230>> [ ] Hang out with Caster. She's resting up on the roof.
>>3257230> [ ] Hang out with Caster. She's resting up on the roof.Since Truvietianne just slapped us, talking to her may not pay off now. Instead, let's go get comforted by Arachne! Maybe we can get a lap pillow.Reassuring her that we weren't disgusted by her NP would be good, since she seemed insecure about that. Also, maybe ask for her advice on how we can be more useful in a fight?
>>3257230>Hang out with Caster. She's resting up on the roof. Bully later, social link nao
>>3257230On second thought I'll change to supporting >>3257251. We need to make sure this doesn't drive a wedge in our team.
>>3257230>Hang out with Caster. She's resting up on the roof.I want to be cute with her.
>>3257230>[×] Hang out with Truviet. She's Lounging about inside.
>>3257230>Hang out with Caster. She's resting on the roof.
Another tie. Fantastic, guys. Really great.Right now, Truvietianne is angry at us. She's thinking about how Rushorou screwed things up, and if we leave her to stew she'll just fixate on it, blaming the whole thing completely on us and avoiding any responsibility. She could even work herself up to the point of deciding that she's better off without us.We need to go in there and talk to her, work out a plan for the future, make sure our alliance stays rock solid. We need to improve our teamwork and prepare to do better against the next enemy.If we play our cards right, maybe we can even learn some magecraft. We know Rushorou has the magic circuits for it.
>>3257485Right, I'll switch to talk to Truviet. But next time we can talk to someone it'll be Caster
>>3257485I'd say wait til the next morning. Give her a chance to cool off. Since her first choice was to smack someone she meet a few hours ago instead of talking to us like a person would.
>>3257509Actually, yeah. Gonna go back to caster then
>>3257251>>3257265>>3257290>>3257431>>3257272>>3257288>>3257292>>3257469The total of votes, so far.
So, the pros and cons of Truviet so far is that talking to her might calm her down or that things might escalate even further. Meanwhile Caster might need some comforting.
>>3257567That's the way I see it. We are going to half to talk with both of them anyway. Truviet about teamwork and to use her words not her hands, and for Caster comfort and praise for doing so well with a master who still knows almost nothing.
If someone can convince me to switch to Truviete despite the cons at hand, I'll do it.
You know what, why not talk to both of them at once?
>>3257576The biggest boon I can see if it swings to Truviet is a chance to learn more about the war, mages, and to talk with someone else who was thrown in this mess.For Caster the thing I see is learning more about her, what other abilities she has, and showing support to our partner in the war.>>3257582Truviet seems like the type to take offense if we don't pay attention to her when talking/seem distracted.
>>3257589Fair enough. How about Caster and Lancer both at once?
>>3257593Maybe if they were in the same room. Then again its kind of rude to talk to someone physically and another mentally. It's like talking to someone on the phone and another person in the same room.
>>3257576For our future prospects to improve in the war, there are two factors that need to be changed:I. Teamwork. In this fight, Lancer and Caster both fought, but didn't really fight together. Same with Truviet and Rushorou.II. Rushorou's combat potential. It's almost nil right now, and we need to be able to take more action.Truvietianne is the only person who can teach us magecraft, which is the best way to improve Rushorou's combat potential. If we want to improve our teamwork, we need to talk to the other master. That's my argument for talking to Truvietianne.
>>3257611Yeah. I was thinking of maybe asking Caster to come to the same room as us. Would that idea work with Truviete as well?>>3257617You're definitely convincing me. I'm just trying to get two things done at once
>>3257617Both are great points that do need to be fixed. That is why I vote to wait. Telling her that we need to learn magecraft while she is still angry might cause her to leave and or attack us. After all a Master who can't do magic is easy prey.
>>3257617Also, with the second point we have caster. She might be able to teach us.
>>3257631Seems like the main difference is that I feel like waiting will make her mood worse, making it harder to get help from her in the future, whereas you feel like she'll calm down if we just give her space.
>>3257617>>3257631>learning magecraft from TruviKeep in mind that Magi will guard their Mysteries with their lives, because whenever they're taught to anyone else they lose some effectiveness. Don't expect anything beyond Reinforcement and Projection.
>>3257652Yeah I agree. Also not in a rush to talk with someone that just slapped us.
>>3257654Post ID says you haven't voted on which person to talk to yet. You can be the tiebreaker.
>>3257559Screw it, switching>Hang out with Caster. She's resting up on the roof.
>>3257689Guess that makes it. Writing + New thread!