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- Location
- Land of Spiders and Shipping Charts
[X] SUN
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Fate/collision (Nasuverse/Type-Moon Quest)
- Thread starter Cyberweasel89
- Start date
- Mature
- Location
- Austria
[x] MAZE
- Location
- Some corner of the Milky Way
[X] SUN
Buster Gorrila style
Let's show some love for Gawain's patron, source of power and the darn first skill that's always not there in the field when you really need that Buster buff.
Buster Gorrila style
Let's show some love for Gawain's patron, source of power and the darn first skill that's always not there in the field when you really need that Buster buff.
- Location
- Italy
Even if it's Nasu, it will take more than some mindboggingly confusing lore to stop me from discovering everything that is to be discovered! I mean, sanity and sleep are overrated anyway....Well, it's Nasu. So SOME shall be revealed in time.
This Well well, isn't this rather curious... Is the forum getting so famous that it is starting to suggest the quest to random Fate fans as well? Are you an user/lurker on Spacebattles by happenstance? That could justify it since the two forums pretty much have the same userbase.
And of course welcome to Sufficent Velocity! We're pretty much a bunch of hardcore nerds who get very easily invested in the story of imaginary characters and anything that is even remotely fluffy. If you even remotely identify in any of those three categories you're going to feel right at home.
Darn, looks like someone on high places really wants to give this quest the time of day. Considering that our protagonist will almost certainly be related to a massive eldritch cybernetic entity I would start putting the tinfoil hats right. About. Now.
T҉̵̕͡h̸̢͡͏̕è̵̢͟C̷̡o̡̧̕͝m̷̷̧҉p̷̴͝ú̧́t̕͝͡ę̶͘҉̴r̡͘͜͡I͢ş̵Y̷̵̶̕o҉u͠͏̴r҉̕F̡̀͠r͏͟í̧̛͡͠è͞ǹ͢͢d̸́̕Ţ̶͝h̡è͏̢́
̕͏Ç̴̢o̡͞͏̨m̸̶̴p҉҉u̡͟͠͠t̶̶̛͜e̛҉̡͡ŕ̵̵̶͝I̷̶̧̡ś̛͞Ý͝ơ̡̨͢u̸͏̕̕͟ŕ̡̡F̧̨͢͝r҉͘į̛̕͜e̶͘͜͠n̸͜͠d͢͞͠͝T̵̕h̨͏̶è͝C͠҉̶͘o̶̷m̴͞҉p̢̢ų̶́t͟҉ę́ŗ̕I҉̵s͞
҉̧̨͝Y̨̛̛͢͢ǫ̕͝u҉̴́r̀̕͘͢͡F̷̡̨̀͢r͏̸̷҉̛i̢͢҉e̷̴̕͡͡n̕͟͠͝d̸͘͜͡T̀h̨͟͠͏͝e̶̶͘͏C̕͡ơ̴̕͏͢m̷͢p̵̢u҉͡t̡̡̀̕͘e͏͏͜͝r̀́I̶̷͟͟s̸̢Y̡͢ò̀̕ú̶̕͟ŗ̛F̷͝r̢͢҉̡҉i̷͢ę͞ņ̧͞͡d͟͢͡Ţ͏̶h̷̡̛̀é̵͠͝C͘̕o̡͘m̡͜p̷͘͝͝u̴͘͟҉͟t̛͝è̶̢͜͡r̨̕͞҉̛
̸̵̧͢͡I͠͡͏͜s̴̛Y̸̡̧o̵̢͘u̢͢͟͞r̴̀͏́͏F̷̴̨͘͝r͟ì͏͝é̸́̀n̴̶̷̡d͘T҉̧͘h̴̷̨̢͜é̛̀͘͘C̷̸̶͡͝o̴̶͏͘m̶̛͟͢͞p̨̢͡ú͏t̴̨҉̕e̴͡r̨̀Ì̢̨̛͞s̸̨͞Y͢͠͝ơ͠ù̴͟͝͠r̕F̵̶͏r͘͝į̵̢͠͠ę̶ņ̷̡d̴́͘͝
̶͏͘T̷̶̴͘͞h̸̢̨́͢e̵̢͟͜C̸̸͢o̸͢͟m̨̀͟͡p̵̶̢͠u̴͜t̡̧ȩ̴r͘̕͢I̷̕͘͟͞s̵͠Y͏̧̧o̶̴͜͞ú̶̕r̶̷̷͟F̷̨̕͜҉ŕ̀i̴é̛͜҉n̢̡͝d̸̛͜͜
...Joking of course.
I think that, more than being the Mother Goddess, with that path we would gain one or more of her facets (like Gaia and Tiamat) instead of her whole. That is how it worked for King Prothea and that is how it should work for us, if we're really going to become an High Servant of the Moon Cell and not something else entirely of course.
Interesting, this means that after this vote the other paths aren't necessarily going to be locked or reserved to other possible characters in the story (spitballing here, but since there's all this talk about different paths colliding) and we will be able to change our path later in the story.
For what this actually means I got no clue honestly, it could still mean a "data recovery" of different Divinities like @FORTHEYOLOZ said only with the possibility to obtain more even after the character is "born" so to speak.
Edit: Seems like a was ninja'd about the foil hats.
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- Location
- France
Can I Choose Mother ?
edit: in that case I chose
[X] MAZE
edit: in that case I chose
[X] MAZE
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- Location
- New York
And of course welcome to Sufficent Velocity! We're pretty much a bunch of hardcore nerds who get very easily invested in the story of imaginary characters and anything that is even remotely fluffy. If you even remotely identify in any of those three categories you're going to feel right at home.
Well, considering who Path: MAZE involves and considering I am writing this fic... Fluff and WAFF will be unavoidable.
Nope. This vote is not counted. Path: MOTHER is locked until later in the story.
Your speculation feeds my soul.
- Location
- Italy
Be certain that I will take you up on that.Well, considering who Path: MAZE involves and considering I am writing this fic... Fluff and WAFF will be unavoidable.
Also sweet sweet hints that I'm sort of wondering if they are also a pun right now...Could it be that the too-innocent-for-this-world fluffzerker awaits us down that path?
Well, my soul sustain itself by speculating on the most ridicolous things at any given moment (if you need proof just see right above) so I thiiiink we'll get along just fine.Your speculation feeds my soul.
Route 1: Part 1 [Path: SUN]
- Location
- New York
[X] SUN
Your current Path is set. Regardless of how far down this Path you go, you can always choose a new Path at the next Intersection. Should you Collide with someone else's Path, choose wisely. Leave the Steering to me. You need only Navigate your Path.
"Fill. Fill. Fill. Fill. Fill. Let each be turned over five times, simply breaking asunder the fulfilled time. Let silver and steel be the essence. Let stone and the archduke of contracts be the foundation. Let my great master Bina be the ancestor. Raise a wall, against the wind that shall fall. Close the four cardinal gates. Come out from the crown. Rotate the three-branched road reaching the Kingdom. I shall declare here. Your body shall serve under me."
Christ, that phrasing felt dirty.
"My fate shall be with your sword. Submit to the beckoning of the Holy Grail. If you will submit to this will and this reason... then answer!"
He hoped he was doing this right...
"An oath shall be sworn here! I shall attain all virtues of all of Heaven. I shall have dominion over all evils of all of Hell!"
He had the summoning circle, he had the supplies. He had a Catalyst, albeit he didn't know who for. He just found some gems and jewelry in his family's vault recovered from France, labeled as a potential Catalyst, but not for who. Damn clerical errors...
"From the Seventh Heaven, attended to by three greet words of power. Come forth from the ring of restraints. Protector of the Holy Balance!"
This all seemed pretty crazy... The Holy Grail was dismantled ages ago, so it was hard to believe when a Command Seal appeared on his body. He didn't even feel comfortable doing this in his Workshop, lest his family's Golems find out and report the noise to his parents. So he set this summoning circle up in a motel room... Oh, so he'd draw the attention of the motel guests instead of the help? Wow, good call, Einstein!
Well, at least it was an impressive light show... Did that mean he did it right? Oh god, that's a lot of smoke! He coughed and hacked, dropping to his knees. When he raised his hand, he squinted into the smoke, trying to make out an obscured figure. Did he really summon a Servant? Was he really going to enter an honest-to-god Holy Grail War?
As the smoke cleared a body began to solidify. Her chocolate locks swayed across her back, the fabric of her ensemble flowing gently as it scantily draped her flawless, sun-kissed skin. She held her hands out to him, a smile as warm as the sun stretched across perfect white teeth, her large bust slightly bouncing with each movement.
"Servant Assassin at your service. You must be my master, right? You may call me Mata Hari." Sparkling grey eyes reminiscent of sunlight looked about their surroundings.
He was on his knees, awestruck at the sight of her. Wow, he... couldn't believe it. He summoned a Servant! Assassin, though? Was that a good Class? Mata Hari... he'd heard that name somewhere before...
Her voice couldn't properly convey her beauty, however. It was not an exaggeration to say that once the mist had cleared, she could only be described as drop dead gorgeous. Like, he was used to beautiful women by now. The Internet made sure of that. Women in porn with curvaceous physiques, anime girls with moe charm, hell even femboys with their attractive androgyny. But this Assassin? She put them all to shame.
A young lady on the cusp of becoming a mature woman, she had an ageless quality that appealed to him. Her golden dancing attire was just as revealing as some of the girls in vintage gravure magazines and heavily accented her shapely curves and soft skin. Legs for days, hips that wouldn't quit, and her face with her shimmering hair and enthralling eyes…
It was almost embarrassing, really, how in just three sentences, she had already captivated him. He liked to think he had a smidge more common sense than most guys his age but, well... Shit, focus! Stop staring at your new Servant's chest! Her... massive, jiggling, barely-clothed chest... Crap, was he drooling?
"Wow, it's like you knew you were summoning me," she giggled, leading forward to look at the young man who was kneeling in front of the summoning circle. Her bust swayed in response and he got a view down her top that made his cheeks heat up. "But," a finger tapped on full lips, "I doubt this cheap motel room is your Workshop?"
He blushed even more, waving his hands in front of him. "No, no, no! I, I just... I figured this motel would be a quiet p-p-p-place to summon you without disturbing others, and... Ugh, I'm bad at quick decisions..." He sighed, hanging his head.
She giggled again. A light, pretty, lovely giggle. "Wow, my Master's really cute this time, at least! Though I should warn you," Assassin stood upright again and rubbed the back of her head with a nervous chuckle, "I'm not a good servant for battle, eh hee hee."
As she giggled, his eyes were automatically drawn to the bounce it caused to her chest. Dammit... Why did he, a part-time boobman, have to summon the bustiest girl he'd ever seen outside of hentai? And she thought he was cute! Either she was being sincere, trying to get brownie points, or she was just a natural, shameless flirt... Either way was good with him! Still, a Servant who wasn't good for battle? But... She was an Assassin! Didn't they, like... straight up kill people? That was kinda the definition of an "assassin..." Unless Heroic Spirits defined an assassin differently?
Her eyes glanced to the priceless jewels sitting in front of him, which acted as the Catalyst for summoning her, some undecipherable light flashing through her eyes, but it passed as quickly as it came. She turned and flung herself on the motel bed, kicking her sandal-clad feet back and forth as she looked through some of the papers he had scattered there. "You're a Magus, hm? So you must be really smart. I guess we should work up a strategy, huh?"
He awkwardly pulled himself to his feet, trying not to look at her chest or legs as she sat on the motel bed and looked through his papers. He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose with two fingers, realizing they had slid down a bit. "Uh, yeah, I'm... My Magus family's p-p-p-pretty p-p-p-prestigious. I like to think I'm p-p-p- kinda smart, I guess..." he mumbled. But if Assassin wasn't any good in a fight... Well, his family's Magecraft wasn't really offensively-oriented, either. Were they screwed?
"Our best plan of action would most likely be gathering information for now," She explained as slender fingers thumbed through his notes on Grail Wars he gathered from his estate's library. "If we have to fight via direct combat we may not get very far on our own, sorry."
"Uh, it's fine... I'll think of something," he mumbled, rubbing the back of his head.
She sat up and crossed one long leg over the other off the edge of the bed. "What is your name, cutie? Or shall I just call you Master?"
...Did she have to say the word so suggestively?
...Yes. Yes she did.
He blushed and rubbed the back of his head, glancing away from the astonishingly gorgeous woman sitting on the motel bed in front of him. "Uh... I'm Will Goldman..."
CROSSROADS
[ ] "...but you can call me Master, if you like?"
[ ] "...I wouldn't really feel comfortable with a title like that."
[ ] "...I guess you can call me whatever you like."
Your current Path is set. Regardless of how far down this Path you go, you can always choose a new Path at the next Intersection. Should you Collide with someone else's Path, choose wisely. Leave the Steering to me. You need only Navigate your Path.
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"Fill. Fill. Fill. Fill. Fill. Let each be turned over five times, simply breaking asunder the fulfilled time. Let silver and steel be the essence. Let stone and the archduke of contracts be the foundation. Let my great master Bina be the ancestor. Raise a wall, against the wind that shall fall. Close the four cardinal gates. Come out from the crown. Rotate the three-branched road reaching the Kingdom. I shall declare here. Your body shall serve under me."
Christ, that phrasing felt dirty.
"My fate shall be with your sword. Submit to the beckoning of the Holy Grail. If you will submit to this will and this reason... then answer!"
He hoped he was doing this right...
"An oath shall be sworn here! I shall attain all virtues of all of Heaven. I shall have dominion over all evils of all of Hell!"
He had the summoning circle, he had the supplies. He had a Catalyst, albeit he didn't know who for. He just found some gems and jewelry in his family's vault recovered from France, labeled as a potential Catalyst, but not for who. Damn clerical errors...
"From the Seventh Heaven, attended to by three greet words of power. Come forth from the ring of restraints. Protector of the Holy Balance!"
This all seemed pretty crazy... The Holy Grail was dismantled ages ago, so it was hard to believe when a Command Seal appeared on his body. He didn't even feel comfortable doing this in his Workshop, lest his family's Golems find out and report the noise to his parents. So he set this summoning circle up in a motel room... Oh, so he'd draw the attention of the motel guests instead of the help? Wow, good call, Einstein!
Well, at least it was an impressive light show... Did that mean he did it right? Oh god, that's a lot of smoke! He coughed and hacked, dropping to his knees. When he raised his hand, he squinted into the smoke, trying to make out an obscured figure. Did he really summon a Servant? Was he really going to enter an honest-to-god Holy Grail War?
As the smoke cleared a body began to solidify. Her chocolate locks swayed across her back, the fabric of her ensemble flowing gently as it scantily draped her flawless, sun-kissed skin. She held her hands out to him, a smile as warm as the sun stretched across perfect white teeth, her large bust slightly bouncing with each movement.
"Servant Assassin at your service. You must be my master, right? You may call me Mata Hari." Sparkling grey eyes reminiscent of sunlight looked about their surroundings.
He was on his knees, awestruck at the sight of her. Wow, he... couldn't believe it. He summoned a Servant! Assassin, though? Was that a good Class? Mata Hari... he'd heard that name somewhere before...
Her voice couldn't properly convey her beauty, however. It was not an exaggeration to say that once the mist had cleared, she could only be described as drop dead gorgeous. Like, he was used to beautiful women by now. The Internet made sure of that. Women in porn with curvaceous physiques, anime girls with moe charm, hell even femboys with their attractive androgyny. But this Assassin? She put them all to shame.
A young lady on the cusp of becoming a mature woman, she had an ageless quality that appealed to him. Her golden dancing attire was just as revealing as some of the girls in vintage gravure magazines and heavily accented her shapely curves and soft skin. Legs for days, hips that wouldn't quit, and her face with her shimmering hair and enthralling eyes…
It was almost embarrassing, really, how in just three sentences, she had already captivated him. He liked to think he had a smidge more common sense than most guys his age but, well... Shit, focus! Stop staring at your new Servant's chest! Her... massive, jiggling, barely-clothed chest... Crap, was he drooling?
"Wow, it's like you knew you were summoning me," she giggled, leading forward to look at the young man who was kneeling in front of the summoning circle. Her bust swayed in response and he got a view down her top that made his cheeks heat up. "But," a finger tapped on full lips, "I doubt this cheap motel room is your Workshop?"
He blushed even more, waving his hands in front of him. "No, no, no! I, I just... I figured this motel would be a quiet p-p-p-place to summon you without disturbing others, and... Ugh, I'm bad at quick decisions..." He sighed, hanging his head.
She giggled again. A light, pretty, lovely giggle. "Wow, my Master's really cute this time, at least! Though I should warn you," Assassin stood upright again and rubbed the back of her head with a nervous chuckle, "I'm not a good servant for battle, eh hee hee."
As she giggled, his eyes were automatically drawn to the bounce it caused to her chest. Dammit... Why did he, a part-time boobman, have to summon the bustiest girl he'd ever seen outside of hentai? And she thought he was cute! Either she was being sincere, trying to get brownie points, or she was just a natural, shameless flirt... Either way was good with him! Still, a Servant who wasn't good for battle? But... She was an Assassin! Didn't they, like... straight up kill people? That was kinda the definition of an "assassin..." Unless Heroic Spirits defined an assassin differently?
Her eyes glanced to the priceless jewels sitting in front of him, which acted as the Catalyst for summoning her, some undecipherable light flashing through her eyes, but it passed as quickly as it came. She turned and flung herself on the motel bed, kicking her sandal-clad feet back and forth as she looked through some of the papers he had scattered there. "You're a Magus, hm? So you must be really smart. I guess we should work up a strategy, huh?"
He awkwardly pulled himself to his feet, trying not to look at her chest or legs as she sat on the motel bed and looked through his papers. He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose with two fingers, realizing they had slid down a bit. "Uh, yeah, I'm... My Magus family's p-p-p-pretty p-p-p-prestigious. I like to think I'm p-p-p- kinda smart, I guess..." he mumbled. But if Assassin wasn't any good in a fight... Well, his family's Magecraft wasn't really offensively-oriented, either. Were they screwed?
"Our best plan of action would most likely be gathering information for now," She explained as slender fingers thumbed through his notes on Grail Wars he gathered from his estate's library. "If we have to fight via direct combat we may not get very far on our own, sorry."
"Uh, it's fine... I'll think of something," he mumbled, rubbing the back of his head.
She sat up and crossed one long leg over the other off the edge of the bed. "What is your name, cutie? Or shall I just call you Master?"
...Did she have to say the word so suggestively?
...Yes. Yes she did.
He blushed and rubbed the back of his head, glancing away from the astonishingly gorgeous woman sitting on the motel bed in front of him. "Uh... I'm Will Goldman..."
CROSSROADS
[ ] "...but you can call me Master, if you like?"
[ ] "...I wouldn't really feel comfortable with a title like that."
[ ] "...I guess you can call me whatever you like."
SpokenSoftly
(Verified Fruity) (Potassiest Write-Tan)
- Location
- The nearest fruit bowl
Yes.Could it be that the too-innocent-for-this-world fluffzerker awaits us down that path?
- Location
- Austria
[x] "...I guess you can call me whatever you like."
Niiiice, one of the few non-loli Servants of that class. Love it already.
Niiiice, one of the few non-loli Servants of that class. Love it already.
WaltzBurgNacht
Hail Great Lord Oddlax
- Location
- Space, Prolly
[X] "...I wouldn't really feel comfortable with a title like that."
ChildishChimera
A umbran summon
- Location
- New York
[X] "...I wouldn't really feel comfortable with a title like that."
Ah yeah 1*s represent does this mean Maze was best boy
Ah yeah 1*s represent does this mean Maze was best boy
- Location
- France
[X] "...I guess you can call me whatever you like."
- Location
- Italy
Oh look, everything seems like you run-on-the-mill Grail War with us being the Waver type in this war, if it wasn't for...
Okay, it won't be too clear till we meet the next "Intersection" but I'm getting the idea that we will switch control over various Masters of this war throughout the story which is... Weird? At the very least maybe it's better not to get too attached to anyone right away.
The kiddo is in good hands for now, so might as well rack up some relationship points...
[X] "...I wouldn't really feel comfortable with a title like that."
Not that the Master-Servant relationship is a dealbreaker for Mata Hari, but I don't think there's any harm in having Will being unlike your average magus and willing to treat his Servant like a person first and foremost.
A-Ahem... Who are you?!
Okay, it won't be too clear till we meet the next "Intersection" but I'm getting the idea that we will switch control over various Masters of this war throughout the story which is... Weird? At the very least maybe it's better not to get too attached to anyone right away.
Poor guy is totally at the mercy of his Assassin's feminine wiles at the moment, which would be a bad thing if we weren't talking about Mata Hari. As in "my only wish for the Grail is to have a happy family" Mata Hari.
The kiddo is in good hands for now, so might as well rack up some relationship points...
[X] "...I wouldn't really feel comfortable with a title like that."
Not that the Master-Servant relationship is a dealbreaker for Mata Hari, but I don't think there's any harm in having Will being unlike your average magus and willing to treat his Servant like a person first and foremost.
I'm hyped ike there's no tomorrow, who's willing to have a traditional "Beaty and the Beast" team-up for this war?