Fate/Clusterfuck (Fate/Stay Night)

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LuxuryLore said:
Had to have the clarification, ty. Good to know, assuming the bad end was for bringing medea along maybe Ilya gave 'dusa a kill order if we tried to bring Caster with...?
Definitely doing a liiiiittle bit of re-evaluating just how much of an ally ilya is here.
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For bumrushing with everyone.
 
[X] [Myself and Fujimaru are going]
[X] Myself, Caster, and Fujimaru are going. Tell Circe if the three of you aren't back in three hours, to summon Mo-chan and storm the castle.

[X] [I'll go alone]
The last one is the most in-character for Shirou but the other two are much more interesting IMO. After all this is a clusterfuck of a grail war.
 
4.85 - Madness
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    [Mordred]

    Thanks to @Armoury for the beta!

    This occurred before they left.

    —

    Mother… where were you… mother, you had been left behind, I had done what I had been told to do. Where were you mother? Why did you abandon me like father? Was I not good enough mother? Was I not? I did my best mother, why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?

    PAIN.


    Stumbling, falling. Crashing.


    Gasp, breath. No air, can't breathe. Pain father, it hurts father. Why? I didn't… you didn't… Master, where? Mother… Mother… where were you… mother, I had been left behind, I had done what I had been told to do.

    Where were you mother?

    Why did you abandon me like father?

    Was I not good enough mother?

    Was I not?

    I did my best mother, why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?

    Why?


    Why?​

    Why?​


    Why?

    Why?


    Why?​


    Why?​


    Why?


    Why?​


    Blood pools on the floor.


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    *Circe POV*

    You enter the room, and you find what you had expected. She was at that part of the loop again. This Berserker of Shirou's was… a difficult sort. Her mind clouded by an impenetrable fog created by the Holy Grail war. Though you knew yourself the woman was quite insane even without the aid of madness enhancement.

    She didn't look up as you entered the room, she didn't even know you existed. She was wholly focused on her delusions. She laid there on the flood, clutching her stomach as she bled eternally from the wound her father granted to her. Tears pouring down her face as her body spasmed and twitched. The woman, from what you monitored, ran in a cycle. She was either entirely passive but functional, capable of things such as eating and bathing. Or she was like this, a husk, a shell of a being with only enough sentience to make her existence cruel. There was more to it than that, you had been watching. The True Mordred Pendragon came out in times of battle, the adrenaline and focus allowing her to push past the shackles on her mind.

    But they were as the gates of Tartarus, closed once, and never to be reopened except for short bursts of activity.

    "Can you even hear me?" you ask.

    Mordred does not move, nor does she acknowledge your presence in any other way. She laid there as a child would, crying for their mother. Soon she would pass this point, and either wait, or do nothing at all. It was a cycle, and a cruel one at that.

    Letting yourself down onto your knees you turn the woman over, her armor clanking against the carpeted floor. Her green eyes stared past you towards the ceiling, seeing nothing, yet you suppose everything at the same time. What ghosts lived in her vision?

    "I never liked you," you admit honestly. "But then, there were few I did much enjoy the company of. A witch isn't wont to have friends or companionship. Even in that place." You say quietly.

    "Mother…" Mordred whispers.

    "Soon enough." You reply. "But not here, not yet." Reaching down you place your hand over her yes, "Mordred Pendragon… may your dreams be peaceful at least while we are gone, may Hypnos guide you there, and may the Oneiroi see that they are far from any unpleasantness"

    Her breathing stilled for a moment, then calmed. The tears halted, and as her hands moved away from her stomach, a small simple smile formed on her face.

    This was all you could do for her, and you simply hoped it would be enough.

    Reaching back you produced a single feather from your mantle, then, ever so gently. You placed it betwixt her fingers. "Guide her to some form of peace." You whisper. There was no cure for her, for this. It was simply another cruel thing amongst other cruelties that had inflicted themselves unto the family Pendragon. But you could at least grant her a pleasant, peaceful dream of knights and a fair, golden land.

    Then you were gone. There were yet other tasks to perform.
     
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    • Erien said:
    "I never liked you," you admit honestly. "But then, there were few I did much enjoy the company of. A witch isn't wont to have friends or companionship. Even in that place." You say quietly.
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    wait what

    Circe knows Mordred? She dislikes Mordred from before? And what place? The Throne of Heroes? Camelot?

    Is Circe secretly Morgana? Is she secretly Merlin?!

    I HAVE SO MANY QUESTIONS
     
    Patak said:
    wait what

    Circe knows Mordred? She dislikes Mordred from before? And what place? The Throne of Heroes? Camelot?

    Is Circe secretly Morgana? Is she secretly Merlin?!

    I HAVE SO MANY QUESTIONS
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    And I'm not giving answers! Though, admittedly. The reason has been in the story so far, you just need to know your Fate lore.
     
    Fate lore is pretty damn nebulous, especially what with Morgan actually being a character in her own right in FGO.

    And the clusterfuck tangles~
     
    ngngye said:
    Fate lore is pretty damn nebulous, especially what with Morgan actually being a character in her own right in FGO.

    And the clusterfuck tangles~
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    And a separate character from the one who created Mordred, no less.

    The reference to "even in that place" as regards friends and companions makes me think that Circe is referring to Chaldea, and the Mordred(s) she met there. How she'd be aware of those events and memories is another question, but presumably she has the means, as a semi-divine witch whose island temple appears to exist separately enough from traditional causality for her to bring Shirou's spirit into the "past" and summon herself into this "future" Grail War.
     
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