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The Holy Grail War. A famous event in the magical community that is said to take place every 60 years. The exact details are sometimes vague for the less wealthy and powerful magus families, but many are willing to take the risks involved in the contest to enter. Those who enter had best be prepared to fight to the bitter end against potentially better prepared and more powerful opponents, not to mention the wild-card factor of not knowing half of your enemies until they slip up...
Regardless, this particular War is going to be different. The promise was one with a peaceful resolution, rather than a total bloodbath. The side effect of this is, of course, the reward at the end being lesser. Normally the winner of a Holy Grail War can make a wish, or so they say. But this time that wish will be... weaker. The participants must lower their standards when it comes to their true desires. There are other rewards, as promised, but they will become clear in time.
Competitors: You are aware that the Servants present in this war will regenerate after their defeat, and the act of totally killing a Master through a Servant is forbidden. A strange magic is present in this area, one that seems to drive your emotions wild. You feel physical need growing every hour, twice so for the Servants. If you defeat an enemy team, they are forced to join you, slaves to your own desires. After you have grown comfortable with your Servant, you will receive a message from the War's 'Sponsor', which will go into more detail of the rules, deliver a map of the area that includes safe zones and other important information, and announce the official beginning to the Holy Grail War.
There are 2 days before the first round of battles, and you begin on the eve of the first.
The game starts as a Seal forms on your hand...
Servants: Keep in mind you do not have access to your Noble Phantasm right from the get-go, and you do not have to reveal your identity to your Masters. Being public with your identity is a great way to paint a target on your back.
Players, OOC: Take your time to describe the location of the scene you are in, I chose to be rather vague. Use this opportunity to plan out your own 'home base' of sorts and, if you are partnered with another player, establish who you are to each other.
If you don't want to describe your surroundings, that's fine, I'll just take care of it.
The Holy Grail War. A famous event in the magical community that is said to take place every 60 years. The exact details are sometimes vague for the less wealthy and powerful magus families, but many are willing to take the risks involved in the contest to enter. Those who enter had best be prepared to fight to the bitter end against potentially better prepared and more powerful opponents, not to mention the wild-card factor of not knowing half of your enemies until they slip up...
Regardless, this particular War is going to be different. The promise was one with a peaceful resolution, rather than a total bloodbath. The side effect of this is, of course, the reward at the end being lesser. Normally the winner of a Holy Grail War can make a wish, or so they say. But this time that wish will be... weaker. The participants must lower their standards when it comes to their true desires. There are other rewards, as promised, but they will become clear in time.
Competitors: You are aware that the Servants present in this war will regenerate after their defeat, and the act of totally killing a Master through a Servant is forbidden. A strange magic is present in this area, one that seems to drive your emotions wild. You feel physical need growing every hour, twice so for the Servants. If you defeat an enemy team, they are forced to join you, slaves to your own desires. After you have grown comfortable with your Servant, you will receive a message from the War's 'Sponsor', which will go into more detail of the rules, deliver a map of the area that includes safe zones and other important information, and announce the official beginning to the Holy Grail War.
There are 2 days before the first round of battles, and you begin on the eve of the first.
The game starts as a Seal forms on your hand...
Servants: Keep in mind you do not have access to your Noble Phantasm right from the get-go, and you do not have to reveal your identity to your Masters. Being public with your identity is a great way to paint a target on your back.
Players, OOC: Take your time to describe the location of the scene you are in, I chose to be rather vague. Use this opportunity to plan out your own 'home base' of sorts and, if you are partnered with another player, establish who you are to each other.
If you don't want to describe your surroundings, that's fine, I'll just take care of it.
mrblah and Lord Butts
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Cade, looking down at your hand you see the symbol start to form on it. It stings for a moment as the body of a woman begins to appear from the light of the summoning, before settling into a recognizable shape just as the Servant does.
Judging from the shape of the mark... Rider. Not your first pick, but it would do. You do a quick look around your study room, making sure the summoning didn't knock anything over.
Huh, that weird wind that blew through must be superficial or something. It felt strong but nothing but a few papers were disturbed.
Rider, you shake off the quesy feeling of being summoned, stretching your spiritual body a few times. You feel way stronger, which is good, you're meant to. Servants are far tougher than they were as humans. You know you are far away, and wistfully note the distant smell of the sea. This city was a port one, thank the heavens for that. You'd be in your element, so long as you could convince your new 'Master' to take that route. He looked young, perhaps a student, which could prove to be a disadvantage. Still, to be involved in this circumstance he would have to be a decently powerful Magus.
Cade, looking down at your hand you see the symbol start to form on it. It stings for a moment as the body of a woman begins to appear from the light of the summoning, before settling into a recognizable shape just as the Servant does.
Judging from the shape of the mark... Rider. Not your first pick, but it would do. You do a quick look around your study room, making sure the summoning didn't knock anything over.
Huh, that weird wind that blew through must be superficial or something. It felt strong but nothing but a few papers were disturbed.
Rider, you shake off the quesy feeling of being summoned, stretching your spiritual body a few times. You feel way stronger, which is good, you're meant to. Servants are far tougher than they were as humans. You know you are far away, and wistfully note the distant smell of the sea. This city was a port one, thank the heavens for that. You'd be in your element, so long as you could convince your new 'Master' to take that route. He looked young, perhaps a student, which could prove to be a disadvantage. Still, to be involved in this circumstance he would have to be a decently powerful Magus.
knightvanilla and Earthling
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Avenger, you feel your vision swim as you are pulled from the other side, an odd blue blur filling the room as you finally take it all in. Lines dance in your eyes for another few moments until you shake it off, colour and light becoming clear. You find yourself in a large bedroom, a young woman's in fact. Clothes and other personal effects and thrown about haphazardly. The exception to this mess is, of course, where you are standing. Instead it is laid out in a surprisingly well constructed summoning circle.
Another lurch in your vision, and you find yourself face-to-face with your Master. You know it's your Master automatically, but did you expect this person?
Chloe, the summoning of your Servant appears to have gone off without a hitch. That said, it's not as if you've performed something like this before, so who knows if something bad happened or not.
Ah well, not that it matters, you got your Servant right here in front of you. She's not exactly what you'd expected though, not quite human. But then again, the stories of some people in history make them seem more (or less) than mere humans.
Some excess magic from the summoning crackles around the circle once before disappearing. That reminds you! You should have a mar- oh yeah, new temporary tattoo essentially. You have a Command Seal on your hand. But you can't quite put your finger on what type of Seal it is.
You've studied what shapes the Seals take for each class, and again... this one...
Ah doesn't matter, you just must be having a short term memory loss. Isn't a problem, you'll put your finger on it later, time to see what you got.
Avenger, you feel your vision swim as you are pulled from the other side, an odd blue blur filling the room as you finally take it all in. Lines dance in your eyes for another few moments until you shake it off, colour and light becoming clear. You find yourself in a large bedroom, a young woman's in fact. Clothes and other personal effects and thrown about haphazardly. The exception to this mess is, of course, where you are standing. Instead it is laid out in a surprisingly well constructed summoning circle.
Another lurch in your vision, and you find yourself face-to-face with your Master. You know it's your Master automatically, but did you expect this person?
Chloe, the summoning of your Servant appears to have gone off without a hitch. That said, it's not as if you've performed something like this before, so who knows if something bad happened or not.
Ah well, not that it matters, you got your Servant right here in front of you. She's not exactly what you'd expected though, not quite human. But then again, the stories of some people in history make them seem more (or less) than mere humans.
Some excess magic from the summoning crackles around the circle once before disappearing. That reminds you! You should have a mar- oh yeah, new temporary tattoo essentially. You have a Command Seal on your hand. But you can't quite put your finger on what type of Seal it is.
You've studied what shapes the Seals take for each class, and again... this one...
Ah doesn't matter, you just must be having a short term memory loss. Isn't a problem, you'll put your finger on it later, time to see what you got.
Gorbaz and NPC
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"Ah, there you are."
You awaken in a warm, comfortably lit room. So much different to the world you were raised in. A sudden lurching fills your body, new strength flowing through your veins. You can feel your mind slowly slipping away and a powerful strength and bloodlust takes its place... until it all stops and retracts, your mind returning to how it was before. You can think normally again, though you swear it is the slightest bit harder to concentrate than it was in life.
"Do excuse that no doubt uncomfortable sensation, I am merely checking the influence of Madness Enhancement on your faculties, Berserker. Can you speak? I wish for you to be more than a rabid dog, so I do hope you are able."
The woman standing before you wears an impeccable tuxedo and is ordained as if she had just returned from an expensive event. Though she is wearing gloves, you can feel the Command Seal on her right hand.
As you look around, you see that the room has glass windows, huge ones that occupy most of the wall to one side, affording an expansive view of the nighttime city lights below. Clearly your Master is quite well off, especially so as it becomes quite clear the size of this apartment. Penthouse, perhaps? This could be quite advantageous.https://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/753202?pool_id=6118
"Ah, there you are."
You awaken in a warm, comfortably lit room. So much different to the world you were raised in. A sudden lurching fills your body, new strength flowing through your veins. You can feel your mind slowly slipping away and a powerful strength and bloodlust takes its place... until it all stops and retracts, your mind returning to how it was before. You can think normally again, though you swear it is the slightest bit harder to concentrate than it was in life.
"Do excuse that no doubt uncomfortable sensation, I am merely checking the influence of Madness Enhancement on your faculties, Berserker. Can you speak? I wish for you to be more than a rabid dog, so I do hope you are able."
The woman standing before you wears an impeccable tuxedo and is ordained as if she had just returned from an expensive event. Though she is wearing gloves, you can feel the Command Seal on her right hand.
As you look around, you see that the room has glass windows, huge ones that occupy most of the wall to one side, affording an expansive view of the nighttime city lights below. Clearly your Master is quite well off, especially so as it becomes quite clear the size of this apartment. Penthouse, perhaps? This could be quite advantageous.https://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/753202?pool_id=6118
Reaver and NPC
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Assassin, you awaken in a dark room, not something you're uncomfortable with to say the least. Even if your body wasn't that of a spirit, with all senses enhanced, you wouldn't have any trouble seeing in this darkness. A couple of blinking lights are visible to one side and you slowly come to realize that this is what would be a 'garage'. Your mind floods with information, befitting a modern day thought.
... Turntables, keyboard, guitar, speakers.
This room screamed 'LOUD' in large letters.
On that note, so did the man standing in front of you. Roughly early twenties... or maybe late teens, hard to tell. He's got a dumb grin on his face and you can feel rather than see the Command Seal on his right hand.
"Yo, yo! Man that took a while, shit I was expecting it not to work all of a sudden. Hell yeah! Yo Servant, what's yo deal? Wasn't so sure what one I'd get, but let's be real man, any Servant is rad enough. Let's get along and get it on, future winners right here!"
https://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/375981
Assassin, you awaken in a dark room, not something you're uncomfortable with to say the least. Even if your body wasn't that of a spirit, with all senses enhanced, you wouldn't have any trouble seeing in this darkness. A couple of blinking lights are visible to one side and you slowly come to realize that this is what would be a 'garage'. Your mind floods with information, befitting a modern day thought.
... Turntables, keyboard, guitar, speakers.
This room screamed 'LOUD' in large letters.
On that note, so did the man standing in front of you. Roughly early twenties... or maybe late teens, hard to tell. He's got a dumb grin on his face and you can feel rather than see the Command Seal on his right hand.
"Yo, yo! Man that took a while, shit I was expecting it not to work all of a sudden. Hell yeah! Yo Servant, what's yo deal? Wasn't so sure what one I'd get, but let's be real man, any Servant is rad enough. Let's get along and get it on, future winners right here!"
https://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/375981
