Look to the Left
Back from the Void
- Location
- OH CANADA!!!
Fate/Ave Imperator
- Thread starter Mortifer
- Start date
To be fair
To be fair
Gentles is basically a Murderhobo Indiana Jones who seeks out old stuff mostly due to origin induced OCD.
So he'll only be as incompetent as the setting makes him be
C-RO
I am thou, and thou art I.
- Location
- Thailand
- Pronouns
- He/Him
[X] The Failed Star. You tried so hard, but no matter how good you sang, or how much hypnotism you used to try and become famous, it never worked. You always faded into obscurity, never reaching the spotlight you so desperately craved. But a Holy Grail War? That could be your chance. You may not be the most skilled Magus, but your circuits were powerful enough to support even the strongest of Servants. This could be your chance to win your life back. And if you fail... Well, Grandfather's gift should ensure that you brought your killer down with you.
I want our character to sing.
I want our character to sing.
Wade Garrett
Just trying to do the right thing
- Pronouns
- He/His/Him
Did someone say sing?
Gentles Mode Write In:
[ ] As you clean up your awesome penthouse suite after your awesome "Stole a bunch of Arthurian stuff" party, put some of your vintage Andrew Lloyd Weber records on your gramophone and sing along.
Gentles Mode Write In:
[ ] As you clean up your awesome penthouse suite after your awesome "Stole a bunch of Arthurian stuff" party, put some of your vintage Andrew Lloyd Weber records on your gramophone and sing along.
sounds about right
Update 2
Mortifer
Embrace your inner lunatic. Fun times guaranteed.
- Location
- Under a rock.
[X] Man, what a crazy night. The perfect way to celebrate stealing a bunch of old Arturian antiques. Now yo- Wait, this isn't Vegas...
Aaron Gentles awoke to see the world consumed with a burning light, one that stabbed through his eyes, into his soul.
This was a sight he saw, often enough that he had gone through the effort of Geassing himself so that he would always be able to counter it.
Muttering a spell under his breath, Gentles watches as the light died down, back to normal levels.
Such was the power of Magecraft, that it could cure hangovers just like that.
As his vision returned to normal, Aaron took a moment to think about his earlier triumph.
The collector girl was loaded. A bit obsessed with Arturian lore, from the looks of things. She had a lot of useless trinkets, such as a bowstring from Fail Not, the shattered hilt of Clarent, and a few chunks of the Round Table itself, including the largest piece still known to exist.
There was, however, some genuinely useful stuff as well. A ring that belonged to Lancelot, for example, said to protect against Magecraft.
More importantly, however, was the treasure that Gentles had gone in to pursue in the first place. One which the collector didn't advertise. King Arthur's Mantle of Invisibility, one of the thirteen treasures of Britain.
That had been difficult to steal. The girl had even predicted that someone trying to steal it would use it to escape- It may have hidden him from infared detectors, but when the hallways get filled with balls that activate the Bounded Fields when touched, being invisible didn't help you much.
Still, it had been an amazing heist. For a job done as well as that, for a treasure like that, he deserved to go to Vegas and party like a porn star.
Getting out of his bed, Gentles took a moment to look out the window of the penthouse hotel he was in.
Immediately, he knew something was wrong. For one, the room between him in the window was far too tidy. He'd been drunk in here, so he would have made a mess. So why did everything look clean?
The second fact, and the far more important one, was the view. It was a good view, yes, but it wasn't a view of Las Vegas. In fact, judging by the buildings, he was somewhere in Europe. Probably Italy.
...How drunk did he get, last night?
Ah, this was a pain. He'd left his car at his museum so he didn't crash it while drunk. The protections he'd put on the beauty were strong, but he didn't want to risk some asshole stumbling past them and ruining it.
And how much did it cost to fly a plane to Italy from Vegas? Did they even have those flights, or did he fly somewhere else before he came to where he was? And how much would it cost to go back to America?
What an inconvenience. He didn't want to deal with this while still sober.
Where was the kitchen in this place, anyway?
Looking around for a second, Gentles heard a clinking sound, like a bottle being thrown at a bunch of other bottles.
That was coming from inside the penthouse.
Gentles looked around for any of his weapons- Axe, pistol, rocket launcher, anything. Upon finding nothing, he simply prepared to use his Circuits, and followed the source of the noise.
Upon walking into the kitchen, Gentles found the source.
Sitting on a stool and leaning on a bench, a blonde girl was chugging an entire bottle of some sort of alcohol. Upon finishing it, she threw it back on a pile of empty bottles almost as big as she was, and reached for another bottle.
As she did so, she saw Gentles standing by the door.
"Ah! You awaken at last, Praetor." She exclaimed, as she pulled open another bottle. "Do you want a drink?"
Gentles looked at her for a minute, observing her. She wore a red dress, with transparent material showing off her legs. Her hair was mostly tied back, apart from the ahoge poking from the front of her head.
She was also letting off a large amount of Prana, like a spirit of some sort.
"...Who are you?" Asked Gentles. The girl blinked, then smiled.
"Oh my, Praetor. You really where drunk last night, weren't you?" She asked. "Very well, then. This is good. Even if you don't remember it, you get the honour of meeting me for the first time twice!"
Holding one hand over her chest and extending the other to the side. "I am Servant Saber, but that is merely my class. In my life, I was known as..."
Pausing for dramatic effect, she extends her other arm, as if showing herself off.
"The Emperor of the Roman Empire, Nero Claudius Caesar Augustus Germanicus!"
There was silence for a while, before Gentles convinces his mouth to move again.
"...Wasn't Emperor Nero a guy?" He asked.
Saber harumphed, putting her hands on her hips. "While I admit that I act more masculine then most of my gender, and while I enjoy wearing male clothing, is the view I am giving not make it obvious that I am female?"
"It's a very nice view." Gentles explained. "But history remembers Nero as male, and if you really are Nero, then I'm sure a lot of people would have written about the view."
"My gender is unimportant." Saber replied. "It changes nothing, in the end. Why speak of it as if it matters?"
"Because Nero is meant to be old." Gentles complained. "You were born thousands of years ago, and still look like a teenage girl. What's the point in being so old if you're going to look so young?"
It was tragic, really.
Nero shrugged, chugging another bottle of wine as she did so. "No matter, Praetor. Your incorrect views on what age and beauty aside, perhaps my appearance will throw off out enemies in the Holy Grail War."
Gentles froze. "...Grail War? What the hell did I get myself into?"
Nero looked at him, amused. "Ah, so you did not intend to enter the Grail War?" She asked. "You seem to be a creature of whim, when you become drunk."
A Grail War. He had to eliminate six Master's and six Servants, both of who were prepared for a Grail War, when most of his good stuff was still in America. And he still had no idea where he was.
It was going to take so long to finish up and go make sure his car was alright.
Finishing her bottle, Nero looked at Gentles. "I see you are scheming, Praetor. What is it that you are thinking?"
[X] "I'm ditching the Grail War and going back to America."
-[X] "Go find yourself another Master."
-[X] "Feel free to come with me. You may not look old, but you could be useful."
[X] "We should go find some enemy Servants to fight."
[X] "We should find somewhere to set up base for the Grail War."
[X] "We should scout out the city."
[X] Write-in.
[X] "Pass me that bottle. I'm too sober to deal with this."
Aaron Gentles awoke to see the world consumed with a burning light, one that stabbed through his eyes, into his soul.
This was a sight he saw, often enough that he had gone through the effort of Geassing himself so that he would always be able to counter it.
Muttering a spell under his breath, Gentles watches as the light died down, back to normal levels.
Such was the power of Magecraft, that it could cure hangovers just like that.
As his vision returned to normal, Aaron took a moment to think about his earlier triumph.
The collector girl was loaded. A bit obsessed with Arturian lore, from the looks of things. She had a lot of useless trinkets, such as a bowstring from Fail Not, the shattered hilt of Clarent, and a few chunks of the Round Table itself, including the largest piece still known to exist.
There was, however, some genuinely useful stuff as well. A ring that belonged to Lancelot, for example, said to protect against Magecraft.
More importantly, however, was the treasure that Gentles had gone in to pursue in the first place. One which the collector didn't advertise. King Arthur's Mantle of Invisibility, one of the thirteen treasures of Britain.
That had been difficult to steal. The girl had even predicted that someone trying to steal it would use it to escape- It may have hidden him from infared detectors, but when the hallways get filled with balls that activate the Bounded Fields when touched, being invisible didn't help you much.
Still, it had been an amazing heist. For a job done as well as that, for a treasure like that, he deserved to go to Vegas and party like a porn star.
Getting out of his bed, Gentles took a moment to look out the window of the penthouse hotel he was in.
Immediately, he knew something was wrong. For one, the room between him in the window was far too tidy. He'd been drunk in here, so he would have made a mess. So why did everything look clean?
The second fact, and the far more important one, was the view. It was a good view, yes, but it wasn't a view of Las Vegas. In fact, judging by the buildings, he was somewhere in Europe. Probably Italy.
...How drunk did he get, last night?
Ah, this was a pain. He'd left his car at his museum so he didn't crash it while drunk. The protections he'd put on the beauty were strong, but he didn't want to risk some asshole stumbling past them and ruining it.
And how much did it cost to fly a plane to Italy from Vegas? Did they even have those flights, or did he fly somewhere else before he came to where he was? And how much would it cost to go back to America?
What an inconvenience. He didn't want to deal with this while still sober.
Where was the kitchen in this place, anyway?
Looking around for a second, Gentles heard a clinking sound, like a bottle being thrown at a bunch of other bottles.
That was coming from inside the penthouse.
Gentles looked around for any of his weapons- Axe, pistol, rocket launcher, anything. Upon finding nothing, he simply prepared to use his Circuits, and followed the source of the noise.
Upon walking into the kitchen, Gentles found the source.
Sitting on a stool and leaning on a bench, a blonde girl was chugging an entire bottle of some sort of alcohol. Upon finishing it, she threw it back on a pile of empty bottles almost as big as she was, and reached for another bottle.
As she did so, she saw Gentles standing by the door.
"Ah! You awaken at last, Praetor." She exclaimed, as she pulled open another bottle. "Do you want a drink?"
Gentles looked at her for a minute, observing her. She wore a red dress, with transparent material showing off her legs. Her hair was mostly tied back, apart from the ahoge poking from the front of her head.
She was also letting off a large amount of Prana, like a spirit of some sort.
"...Who are you?" Asked Gentles. The girl blinked, then smiled.
"Oh my, Praetor. You really where drunk last night, weren't you?" She asked. "Very well, then. This is good. Even if you don't remember it, you get the honour of meeting me for the first time twice!"
Holding one hand over her chest and extending the other to the side. "I am Servant Saber, but that is merely my class. In my life, I was known as..."
Pausing for dramatic effect, she extends her other arm, as if showing herself off.
"The Emperor of the Roman Empire, Nero Claudius Caesar Augustus Germanicus!"
There was silence for a while, before Gentles convinces his mouth to move again.
"...Wasn't Emperor Nero a guy?" He asked.
Saber harumphed, putting her hands on her hips. "While I admit that I act more masculine then most of my gender, and while I enjoy wearing male clothing, is the view I am giving not make it obvious that I am female?"
"It's a very nice view." Gentles explained. "But history remembers Nero as male, and if you really are Nero, then I'm sure a lot of people would have written about the view."
"My gender is unimportant." Saber replied. "It changes nothing, in the end. Why speak of it as if it matters?"
"Because Nero is meant to be old." Gentles complained. "You were born thousands of years ago, and still look like a teenage girl. What's the point in being so old if you're going to look so young?"
It was tragic, really.
Nero shrugged, chugging another bottle of wine as she did so. "No matter, Praetor. Your incorrect views on what age and beauty aside, perhaps my appearance will throw off out enemies in the Holy Grail War."
Gentles froze. "...Grail War? What the hell did I get myself into?"
Nero looked at him, amused. "Ah, so you did not intend to enter the Grail War?" She asked. "You seem to be a creature of whim, when you become drunk."
A Grail War. He had to eliminate six Master's and six Servants, both of who were prepared for a Grail War, when most of his good stuff was still in America. And he still had no idea where he was.
It was going to take so long to finish up and go make sure his car was alright.
Finishing her bottle, Nero looked at Gentles. "I see you are scheming, Praetor. What is it that you are thinking?"
[X] "I'm ditching the Grail War and going back to America."
-[X] "Go find yourself another Master."
-[X] "Feel free to come with me. You may not look old, but you could be useful."
[X] "We should go find some enemy Servants to fight."
[X] "We should find somewhere to set up base for the Grail War."
[X] "We should scout out the city."
[X] Write-in.
[X] "Pass me that bottle. I'm too sober to deal with this."
Character Sheet and Information Matrix- Saber (Max)
Mortifer
Embrace your inner lunatic. Fun times guaranteed.
- Location
- Under a rock.
Name: Aaron Gentles
Master of Saber
Appearance:
Command Seals: 3/3
Element: Wood
Origin: Preservation
Motivation: Acquire Loot, Give Middle Finger to Aliens, Return to Car.
Sorcery Trait: All-Faiths. Gentles is able to earn the favour of an Elemental by giving it it's preferred method of worship, without a penalty.
Magecraft: Runes
Mystic Codes:
Master of Saber
Appearance:
Element: Wood
Origin: Preservation
Motivation: Acquire Loot, Give Middle Finger to Aliens, Return to Car.
Sorcery Trait: All-Faiths. Gentles is able to earn the favour of an Elemental by giving it it's preferred method of worship, without a penalty.
Magecraft: Runes
Mystic Codes:
Mystic War Paint- Paint mixed with Gentles blood. Can be used as Shorthand Formalcraft, mimicking greater effects with simpler rune arrays.
Timber Falls- An Axe that can be considered 'Anti-Mystery.' Against modern Magecraft, it can sever thaumaturgical bindings, flows of mana, and other supernatural phenomenon. However, against Magecraft stretching back several hundred years, it is sub-par at this.
Great Owl of the South- A medicine bundle, only usable by Gentles's bloodline. When held, ranged attacks are passively adjusted to miss, protecting the holder. Melee attacks can still harm the user, however, and somebody that the user considers a friend or ally is capable of hitting them with ranged attacks.
Wilkes Booth- An extremely powerful pistol, that grows stronger through certain conditions. If the wielder fires at someone who has defeated them, then they will hit without fail. If the target is someone who holds authority over others, then the power of this pistol is increased, depending on how many people they hold authority over.
Timber Falls- An Axe that can be considered 'Anti-Mystery.' Against modern Magecraft, it can sever thaumaturgical bindings, flows of mana, and other supernatural phenomenon. However, against Magecraft stretching back several hundred years, it is sub-par at this.
Great Owl of the South- A medicine bundle, only usable by Gentles's bloodline. When held, ranged attacks are passively adjusted to miss, protecting the holder. Melee attacks can still harm the user, however, and somebody that the user considers a friend or ally is capable of hitting them with ranged attacks.
Wilkes Booth- An extremely powerful pistol, that grows stronger through certain conditions. If the wielder fires at someone who has defeated them, then they will hit without fail. If the target is someone who holds authority over others, then the power of this pistol is increased, depending on how many people they hold authority over.
Status
Class: Saber
True Name: Nero
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Parameters
Strength: D
Endurance: D
Agility: A
Mana: B
Luck: A
Skills
Magic Resistance: C
The ability to resist magical effects. Due to not having any Magic Resistance in life, Saber's rank is unbefitting of her class, only able to cancel out chants of below two verses.
Imperial Privilege: EX
Due to the insistence of the owner, this skill allows Saber to gain skills that would be impossible for her to hold, for a short time. At this rank, this skill even allows Saber to claim skills such as Divinity and Natural Body.
Migraine: B
A curse of chronic headaches, that constantly cause mental skills to fall a rank. At this rank, skills gained through Imperial Privilege are weakened, as is Charisma. However, this skill is sealed upon deployment of Saber's Noble Phantasm, and it can be temporarily cured through other means.
Charisma: B-
The ability to rule an empire. Though she boasts a rank suitable for an Emperor, Saber suffers a rank-down when under the effects of Migraine.
Innocent Monster: B
An attribute belonging to Servants who have had their legends distorted by their reputations. Saber, who is often blamed for the Fire that consumed Rome during her rule, has gained the ability to control flames through this skill. Usually, the distortion of legend would not be enough to grant this Skill. However, due to the Fame Bonus of being summoned in Rome, the requirement is lessened.
Noble Phantasm
Aestus Domus Aurea - Golden Theatre of the Flamboyant
Rank: B
Description: The golden theatre designed and constructed by Saber. It is summoned through a method extremely similar to a Reality Marble, though it is not one. It is a battlefield where every advantage belongs to Nero. While within it, the enemy is always hindered by the environment, in one way or another, and any advantages they possess are nullified.
More importantly, it is a place that cannot be dismissed unless Nero wills it, and which no-one can escape until Nero allows it. Once it is deployed, the enemy has no choice but to fight, even if it is to their advantage that they run.
Additionally, this Noble Phantasm has an additional effect- Should Nero die within this pseudo-Reality Marble, then it will collapse, and Nero will be revived, though close to death. This applies to methods of killing such as poison and bleeding, which are fixed upon her revival, but cannot activate if the lethal attack is through a weapon that enforces the concept of death.
Class: Saber
True Name: Nero
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Parameters
Strength: D
Endurance: D
Agility: A
Mana: B
Luck: A
Skills
Magic Resistance: C
The ability to resist magical effects. Due to not having any Magic Resistance in life, Saber's rank is unbefitting of her class, only able to cancel out chants of below two verses.
Imperial Privilege: EX
Due to the insistence of the owner, this skill allows Saber to gain skills that would be impossible for her to hold, for a short time. At this rank, this skill even allows Saber to claim skills such as Divinity and Natural Body.
Migraine: B
A curse of chronic headaches, that constantly cause mental skills to fall a rank. At this rank, skills gained through Imperial Privilege are weakened, as is Charisma. However, this skill is sealed upon deployment of Saber's Noble Phantasm, and it can be temporarily cured through other means.
Charisma: B-
The ability to rule an empire. Though she boasts a rank suitable for an Emperor, Saber suffers a rank-down when under the effects of Migraine.
Innocent Monster: B
An attribute belonging to Servants who have had their legends distorted by their reputations. Saber, who is often blamed for the Fire that consumed Rome during her rule, has gained the ability to control flames through this skill. Usually, the distortion of legend would not be enough to grant this Skill. However, due to the Fame Bonus of being summoned in Rome, the requirement is lessened.
Noble Phantasm
Aestus Domus Aurea - Golden Theatre of the Flamboyant
Rank: B
Description: The golden theatre designed and constructed by Saber. It is summoned through a method extremely similar to a Reality Marble, though it is not one. It is a battlefield where every advantage belongs to Nero. While within it, the enemy is always hindered by the environment, in one way or another, and any advantages they possess are nullified.
More importantly, it is a place that cannot be dismissed unless Nero wills it, and which no-one can escape until Nero allows it. Once it is deployed, the enemy has no choice but to fight, even if it is to their advantage that they run.
Additionally, this Noble Phantasm has an additional effect- Should Nero die within this pseudo-Reality Marble, then it will collapse, and Nero will be revived, though close to death. This applies to methods of killing such as poison and bleeding, which are fixed upon her revival, but cannot activate if the lethal attack is through a weapon that enforces the concept of death.
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Takoe
Dad
- Location
- Xehafort
[X] "Pass me that bottle, I'm too sober to deal with this."
-[X] Realize your Preservation Origin and various Bodily Modifications means you can't get as drunk as this situation requires on the liquor you have left. Shit.
--[X] Try and persuade Nero to go get more booze while you scour the hotel room to see what (if any) resources and tools you brought to Rome besides yourself, and make a few phone calls to gather information. You need to determine just how much booze this particular situation calls for.
-[X] Realize your Preservation Origin and various Bodily Modifications means you can't get as drunk as this situation requires on the liquor you have left. Shit.
--[X] Try and persuade Nero to go get more booze while you scour the hotel room to see what (if any) resources and tools you brought to Rome besides yourself, and make a few phone calls to gather information. You need to determine just how much booze this particular situation calls for.
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Too passive
Has to be more annoyed, like you're squinting while saying it.
"There's not enough alcohol here to deal with all this..."
indeed it is not
the power of alcohol is quite amazing
it is mankind's oldest friend, after all
Carrnage
Human
- Location
- New Zealand
truly the most venerable of mysteries.
If we stop by Chernobyl then Nero can give herself a Riding skill and Monster taming skill
Then we can ride giant-ass mutant worms back down here en masse!
- Location
- America
I love this plan. All in favor of the Chernobyl sidequest?
- Location
- America
Chernobyl first. Then Gentles can wave his giant worm in Isaac's face before Bazett jumps onto it.
Mortifer
Embrace your inner lunatic. Fun times guaranteed.
- Location
- Under a rock.
- Location
- America
It's not our fault the damn thing gets that way, it's like it has a mind of its own..
Lostpancake
You gain Brouzouf
- Location
- Australia
[X] "Pass me that bottle. I'm too sober to deal with this."
who is this mysterious wooden man aaron gentles anyway I feel like im missing out but I like whatever is going on
story of my life
who is this mysterious wooden man aaron gentles anyway I feel like im missing out but I like whatever is going on
story of my life
Mortifer
Embrace your inner lunatic. Fun times guaranteed.
- Location
- Under a rock.
It was mentioned earlier in the thread, but long story short:
Aaron Gentles is a character of TehChron's creation, who appears in a bunch of his works. Most notable is Rebuild of Apocrypha.
TehChron has kindly allowed me to borrow Gentles for this RP.