- Location
- Ireland
kinda surprised ornstien dose not have dragon slayer as a skill.
Fate/Stay Night: Prepare To Die Edition
- Thread starter Rhomeo
- Start date
Rhomeo
The Succubus (Male)
- Location
- Australia
- Location
- Ireland
CONTRIBUTION
- Location
- USA
[X] Answer the door.
Archshot
Scion of a Sunken City
- Location
- Amaurot
So....it's looking very likely that we took Ayako's house, which is bad for various reasons. Namely, Shirou and Rin. We might want to find a new base soon.
EDIT: Which we can't even justify IC. Damn. Time to start amping up our defenses as much as possible I guess.
EDIT: Which we can't even justify IC. Damn. Time to start amping up our defenses as much as possible I guess.
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[X] Answer the door.
Interlude 1
- Location
- Heiwadai, Nerima
Ornstein opened his eyes to a new world.
And scowled.
This world was a world of children of men. Not of the Lords of Cinder. The Sun came easily here, its light shining down benevolently upon a people that had never known struggle, never known sacrifice. It was a peaceful world.
Ornstein loathed it.
This girl that summoned him, she epitomized it all. That weakness. That frailty. She had never fought, as he had fought, as any of Gwyn's knights had fought. He remembered Gwyndolin, and scowled even further.
But, this girl was his Master, and deserved at least the barest amount of respect. So, when she asked his name, he thought for a moment. Was she deserving of that? He pondered it, and decided that yes, she did. For, after all, she had given her name first, and if nothing else, it was only polite that he do the same. Perhaps in time, she might even deserve to know what his name meant.
She gave him the information she knew, which was next to nothing relevant to him. It mattered little who participated, for he would kill them all. If they made alliances, he would strike them down all the same. Numbers were nothing compared to the power of the Sun.
He slid into astral form, not even bothering with the map she mentioned. Instead, he watched his young master as she went about her work of organizing her puppets. A great many small ones, many crafted to look exactly like her. Some carried spears and shields, others books, but none were a greater size than his hand. There were others, that resembled little more than stuffed animals. And one, that looked exactly like her, down to the hair.
A girl that fought with puppets. What irony was this?
But, he would try to be fair to her, at least. Not all could be expected to take to the front. Even in Anor Londo, there were little girls such as her.
How much more fragile it must be, to be a child of man.
With this thought, he continued to watch his new Master, and settled in for the night.
---
Rin rested her cup on her saucer with a clink, smile brittle as she surveyed the other girl across from her. This white-haired bitch…! Just sitting there calmly, looking all smug with her completely neutral expression, surveying her mansion's drawing room as though it were lacking in some way. As if it was inferior to her little ratty room back in that rundown fake Church…!
Her fingers twitched as she heard a crash come from downstairs. That Servant! Why, why did it have to be something like this? Was the Grail taunting her? Taunting the Tohsaka family? It was Kirei's fault somehow, she was sure. That fake priest. And then throwing this fake priestess at her, and saying 'be nice to each other now, you're going to be supporting one another,' as if it just made up for all the years of torture and pain!
Ooooooooh, if she could just get her hands on that decrepit old man!
The girl across from her took a sip, and tilted her head as another crash echoed from downstairs.
"My my. You certainly seem to have gotten a terrible Servant. I will pray for your soul, Rin Tohsaka. Perhaps God will grant you salvation in the form of an early loss, so that you no longer have to bear this embarrassment. Not to worry. I shall carry your family upon my back without the slightest hesitation or grudge. For, unlike you, I received a most excellent Servant, with whom I get along perfectly."
In the background, the woman sitting on her very expensive endtable with her legs crossed, smiled, bright eyes burning.
Rin, on the other hand, audibly grit her teeth, hand shaking. This girl… This rotten girl! How could a person manage to be even more abhorrent than that fake priest? She was a literal stain on humanity. Her very existence a testament to how much fate hated her.
"Hmph. That's good for you. But, I'm afraid I'm going to have to disappoint you. I'll be winning this war, and I probably won't even need your help. So why don't you just stay here and make yourself useful by cleaning my room, or something?"
The girl gave a gasp completely empty of emotion.
"How scandalous. Are you trying to expose a pure maiden such as myself to whatever deviant articles you keep in your bedroom? Who knew you had such fantasies, Rin Tohsaka. I will pray most fervently that the lord forgives your sinful transgressions against this simple lady of the cloth."
She paused as another crash echoed from downstairs.
"I will also note that you said 'probably.' It seems even you can manage to be honest, in a roundabout, deceitful way. It is good that you recognize at least one of your many, many deficiencies."
She tilted her head to the side as a teacup slammed into the wall behind her.
"Perhaps you should start working on recognizing your anger next? I will sacrifice my safety and purity to try and lead you in prayer…"
And scowled.
This world was a world of children of men. Not of the Lords of Cinder. The Sun came easily here, its light shining down benevolently upon a people that had never known struggle, never known sacrifice. It was a peaceful world.
Ornstein loathed it.
This girl that summoned him, she epitomized it all. That weakness. That frailty. She had never fought, as he had fought, as any of Gwyn's knights had fought. He remembered Gwyndolin, and scowled even further.
But, this girl was his Master, and deserved at least the barest amount of respect. So, when she asked his name, he thought for a moment. Was she deserving of that? He pondered it, and decided that yes, she did. For, after all, she had given her name first, and if nothing else, it was only polite that he do the same. Perhaps in time, she might even deserve to know what his name meant.
She gave him the information she knew, which was next to nothing relevant to him. It mattered little who participated, for he would kill them all. If they made alliances, he would strike them down all the same. Numbers were nothing compared to the power of the Sun.
He slid into astral form, not even bothering with the map she mentioned. Instead, he watched his young master as she went about her work of organizing her puppets. A great many small ones, many crafted to look exactly like her. Some carried spears and shields, others books, but none were a greater size than his hand. There were others, that resembled little more than stuffed animals. And one, that looked exactly like her, down to the hair.
A girl that fought with puppets. What irony was this?
But, he would try to be fair to her, at least. Not all could be expected to take to the front. Even in Anor Londo, there were little girls such as her.
How much more fragile it must be, to be a child of man.
With this thought, he continued to watch his new Master, and settled in for the night.
---
Rin rested her cup on her saucer with a clink, smile brittle as she surveyed the other girl across from her. This white-haired bitch…! Just sitting there calmly, looking all smug with her completely neutral expression, surveying her mansion's drawing room as though it were lacking in some way. As if it was inferior to her little ratty room back in that rundown fake Church…!
Her fingers twitched as she heard a crash come from downstairs. That Servant! Why, why did it have to be something like this? Was the Grail taunting her? Taunting the Tohsaka family? It was Kirei's fault somehow, she was sure. That fake priest. And then throwing this fake priestess at her, and saying 'be nice to each other now, you're going to be supporting one another,' as if it just made up for all the years of torture and pain!
Ooooooooh, if she could just get her hands on that decrepit old man!
The girl across from her took a sip, and tilted her head as another crash echoed from downstairs.
"My my. You certainly seem to have gotten a terrible Servant. I will pray for your soul, Rin Tohsaka. Perhaps God will grant you salvation in the form of an early loss, so that you no longer have to bear this embarrassment. Not to worry. I shall carry your family upon my back without the slightest hesitation or grudge. For, unlike you, I received a most excellent Servant, with whom I get along perfectly."
In the background, the woman sitting on her very expensive endtable with her legs crossed, smiled, bright eyes burning.
Rin, on the other hand, audibly grit her teeth, hand shaking. This girl… This rotten girl! How could a person manage to be even more abhorrent than that fake priest? She was a literal stain on humanity. Her very existence a testament to how much fate hated her.
"Hmph. That's good for you. But, I'm afraid I'm going to have to disappoint you. I'll be winning this war, and I probably won't even need your help. So why don't you just stay here and make yourself useful by cleaning my room, or something?"
The girl gave a gasp completely empty of emotion.
"How scandalous. Are you trying to expose a pure maiden such as myself to whatever deviant articles you keep in your bedroom? Who knew you had such fantasies, Rin Tohsaka. I will pray most fervently that the lord forgives your sinful transgressions against this simple lady of the cloth."
She paused as another crash echoed from downstairs.
"I will also note that you said 'probably.' It seems even you can manage to be honest, in a roundabout, deceitful way. It is good that you recognize at least one of your many, many deficiencies."
She tilted her head to the side as a teacup slammed into the wall behind her.
"Perhaps you should start working on recognizing your anger next? I will sacrifice my safety and purity to try and lead you in prayer…"
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- Location
- England, unfortunately.
- Pronouns
- She/They
hmmm. So Ornstein will defer to us, but will probably respect us more if we show courage and strength of will, not just that of mind.
Also, I'm lost as to rins Servant. Thoughts?
Also, I'm lost as to rins Servant. Thoughts?
Archshot
Scion of a Sunken City
- Location
- Amaurot
I'm thinking Rin has Berserker because of all the crashing and things breaking, but take that with a grain of salt.
EDIT: Since Rin outright thinks "something like this", I'm now thinking her Servant is some kind of magical beast or something like that.
EDIT: Since Rin outright thinks "something like this", I'm now thinking her Servant is some kind of magical beast or something like that.
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Random Member
Gardener of Human Happiness
- Location
- Behind You
Or the Servant could just be extremely clumsy.
- Location
- England, unfortunately.
- Pronouns
- She/They
...
Is there anyone from Hyperdimension Neptunia like that?
Neppu~
Completely useless black hole for pudding outside of combat.
Dr. Snark
Exactly As Planned...Probably
- Location
- Right where I want to be
- Pronouns
- He/His/Him
Oh dear god putting Caren and Rin in the same room together is the best worst idea. I love it.
[X] Answer the door.
Surely no one would be foolish enough to think that this would be a viable strategy in any way! (famous last words)
[X] Answer the door.
Surely no one would be foolish enough to think that this would be a viable strategy in any way! (famous last words)
- Location
- England, unfortunately.
- Pronouns
- She/They
Meh, I rate Cu!Lancer and Shirou higher. It' funny, because I can see them getting along pretty well if it wasn't for the whole 'YOU STAABBED ME IN THE GODDAMN HEART!" thing.
As I have said before, Lancer ties only with Rider for the Awesome of the servants summoned.
Also, when we inevitably get into combat, I suggest we try and do more than just Kayneths 'Lol Magi honor duel' thing. We should try and fight the Master, but try and provide Ornstein Aid if possible.
The thing about Ornstein is that it appears that he will respect us more if we can prove ourselves as someone who can fight, who can at least try to aspire towards great things. He's firm, but fair: He gave his name even though we just met because we gave him ours, and he took into account that we may not be as strong as him, but he's not really holding it against us. So pretty much the middle road between Vert and the Silver girl, He won't be immediately very respectful but should come in time so long as we can prove that we're deserving of that respect in kind.
adreamofcold
On a Bus to Ivalice
Well, considering who we are, if we try to get in a fight by ourselves anywhere but in our workshop, I would expect us to immediately get stomped on.
MatrixOne
Writer
- Location
- Poland
Well, we're in our world and we have our Servant, so there's no need for us to expose ourselves if we can have our body double just mimic us. It's literally like talking to us, minus us being in danger.
As for the person's identity, child Gil springs to mind but the box and the outfit don't exactly make sense, even as a kid Gil had a decent fashion sense. It's either a Master with an incredibly powerful Mystic Code (likely the box), or a Servant. If it's a Servant, it's either Gil or Assassin - anyone else we could definitely take on inside our Workshop.
- So what if it's Gil?
Using our dank meta, child Gil wasn't much of a hostile person, but do remember that every time Gil shows up he doesn't care for bounded fields and defenses, and walks right through. Furthermore, our Clairvoyance would pick him up as a Servant. Even if despite ALL that inconsistency it's still Gil, then he's probably one of the best people to try and stay on good terms with. Ornstein's flashy enough to make him settle comfily as a Gil's kingsguard and be in the clear of any random murdering urges. Open the door.
- So what if it's Nyassassin?
The most plausible option. He could walk through the Fields and we wouldn't spot him as a Servant through Clairvoyance, and given what I know about Rho's Assassins they're dangerous. Opening the door and letting him in might mean he'll stay infiltrated even if he appears to leave soon after, and if he sells us anything, that can be used as a catalyst, a weapon, a 'camera bug' or any manner of thing that's a nuisance or deadly. Advice? Welcome him into an artificial room SEPARATE from the Workshop, using a doll that is NOT you, and make sure you're hugging Ornstein-kun very tightly.
- So what if it's a Master?
Confirm that this is true, then kill him.
- What if the box is a Servant Catalyst or a Master's Noble Phantasm?
Welcome him into an artificial room SEPARATE from the Workshop, using a doll that is NOT you, and make sure you're hugging Ornstein-kun very tightly.
In light of this...
[X] Have a puppet answer the door.
-- [X] If they insist on coming in, lead them into a room separate from the Workshop, making sure that you're staying close to your Servant the entire time.
-- [X] Make sure the puppet is polite.
As for the person's identity, child Gil springs to mind but the box and the outfit don't exactly make sense, even as a kid Gil had a decent fashion sense. It's either a Master with an incredibly powerful Mystic Code (likely the box), or a Servant. If it's a Servant, it's either Gil or Assassin - anyone else we could definitely take on inside our Workshop.
- So what if it's Gil?
Using our dank meta, child Gil wasn't much of a hostile person, but do remember that every time Gil shows up he doesn't care for bounded fields and defenses, and walks right through. Furthermore, our Clairvoyance would pick him up as a Servant. Even if despite ALL that inconsistency it's still Gil, then he's probably one of the best people to try and stay on good terms with. Ornstein's flashy enough to make him settle comfily as a Gil's kingsguard and be in the clear of any random murdering urges. Open the door.
- So what if it's Nyassassin?
The most plausible option. He could walk through the Fields and we wouldn't spot him as a Servant through Clairvoyance, and given what I know about Rho's Assassins they're dangerous. Opening the door and letting him in might mean he'll stay infiltrated even if he appears to leave soon after, and if he sells us anything, that can be used as a catalyst, a weapon, a 'camera bug' or any manner of thing that's a nuisance or deadly. Advice? Welcome him into an artificial room SEPARATE from the Workshop, using a doll that is NOT you, and make sure you're hugging Ornstein-kun very tightly.
- So what if it's a Master?
Confirm that this is true, then kill him.
- What if the box is a Servant Catalyst or a Master's Noble Phantasm?
Welcome him into an artificial room SEPARATE from the Workshop, using a doll that is NOT you, and make sure you're hugging Ornstein-kun very tightly.
In light of this...
[X] Have a puppet answer the door.
-- [X] If they insist on coming in, lead them into a room separate from the Workshop, making sure that you're staying close to your Servant the entire time.
-- [X] Make sure the puppet is polite.
- Location
- England, unfortunately.
- Pronouns
- She/They
...Schroedinger as an assassin?
HE DIES. I STILL HAVEN'T HAD MY FILL OF VENGEANCE FROM THELDMANS HELLSING CKII QUEST!
LostDeviljho
Flame Dragon Princess
- Location
- The glorious Pacific Northwest
- Pronouns
- Any
[X] Have a puppet answer the door.
-- [X] If they insist on coming in, lead them into a room separate from the Workshop, making sure that you're staying close to your Servant the entire time.
-- [X] Make sure the puppet is polite.
-- [X] If they insist on coming in, lead them into a room separate from the Workshop, making sure that you're staying close to your Servant the entire time.
-- [X] Make sure the puppet is polite.