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testrun_box2012-02-13 09:46 pm
burnlikelivestock) wrote in testrun_box2012-02-13 09:46 pm
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For imperial_saga
[Just as a note, since this game is an AU, from here on out, Luca Blight will be referred to as Rider. He's one of the Seven Servants summoned in the Holy Grail War.]
1.
[The time and location has been designated for a duel. ... Or rather, the situation was that Rider issued a time limit. If the time limit isn't met in time for it, then Luca threatened he would "grow bored". As misfortune would have it, that's exactly what happened.
Rider has chosen a countryside for the battle. Corpses of farmers lay scattered across the fields along with their families and livestock. It's safe to say that there are no survivors at this point. Rider is at the center of the village, sitting just on the stone corners of the well. He holds in his hand the decapitated head of the one, poor fool who tried to oppose him.]
... Hey. You made it on time.
2.
[A meeting with the Master!
Wherever Rider is, he's sitting leisurely on a chair. He has a glass in his hand filled with red wine. The bottle is just next to him. Whether or not you drink, he doesn't care all that much. But even he has his simple pleasures, although the drink of spirits compares little to the taste of war that he's accustomed to.]
So, then, I don't think we've ever talked too intimately before. You've begun to interest me.
I saw inside your eyes a deep darkness. You see those pigs for what they are. And you're aware of it all.
... So tell me. What's your wish? What desire could be worth denying six other people of their dreams by slaughtering them thoroughly?
3.
[The fighting has subsided for a while. The duel has finished and the results... have one way or another been undesirable. Rider left with his life... or perhaps, you've left with yours. The man is certainly difficult to kill and no matter how many hits that surely would have been fatal he took, he still stood.
The fighting ends, but... in the courts of whatever kingdom you serve, you see the same armored, imposing man walking across the same hallway you're in. Rider gives an evil smirk, certainly noticing you. But he says nothing. No. He wants to see simply... how you react.]
1.
[The time and location has been designated for a duel. ... Or rather, the situation was that Rider issued a time limit. If the time limit isn't met in time for it, then Luca threatened he would "grow bored". As misfortune would have it, that's exactly what happened.
Rider has chosen a countryside for the battle. Corpses of farmers lay scattered across the fields along with their families and livestock. It's safe to say that there are no survivors at this point. Rider is at the center of the village, sitting just on the stone corners of the well. He holds in his hand the decapitated head of the one, poor fool who tried to oppose him.]
... Hey. You made it on time.
2.
[A meeting with the Master!
Wherever Rider is, he's sitting leisurely on a chair. He has a glass in his hand filled with red wine. The bottle is just next to him. Whether or not you drink, he doesn't care all that much. But even he has his simple pleasures, although the drink of spirits compares little to the taste of war that he's accustomed to.]
So, then, I don't think we've ever talked too intimately before. You've begun to interest me.
I saw inside your eyes a deep darkness. You see those pigs for what they are. And you're aware of it all.
... So tell me. What's your wish? What desire could be worth denying six other people of their dreams by slaughtering them thoroughly?
3.
[The fighting has subsided for a while. The duel has finished and the results... have one way or another been undesirable. Rider left with his life... or perhaps, you've left with yours. The man is certainly difficult to kill and no matter how many hits that surely would have been fatal he took, he still stood.
The fighting ends, but... in the courts of whatever kingdom you serve, you see the same armored, imposing man walking across the same hallway you're in. Rider gives an evil smirk, certainly noticing you. But he says nothing. No. He wants to see simply... how you react.]
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It's almost a bonus to all the fun.
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With the grail's power I shall cast down the emperor, and the false god he worships. I shall show this empire the true nature of the world, and they shall quake in their boots to know it.
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[But his eyes narrow.]
What do you seek, Rider?
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What I seek is to finally wipe them off of this planet. This world must be cleansed. I don't plan on leaving a single survivor.
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What what be the purpose of destroying the world. What point is there in a world where nothing ever happens?
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... I didn't think you were the type to concern yourself with "purpose" and "reasons". Alright, I'll give you one.
Avshar, if you thirst, then what do you do?
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I take a drink.
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No matter how much blood I spill, it isn't enough. Only when I slaughter every human will it be enough. Does that satisfy you?
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You would do well, though, to remember which of us is the servant and which is the master. Do not take that tone with me again. You will curb your bloodlust and direct it as I will. If you do well, you shall have many chances to kill. If you do not.
[Avshar holds his hand up. Beneath his gauntlet, the command seal glows. Though he's not using a command spell, he is a sufficiently skilled magus to use the seal to channel agony through the connection between master and servant.]
I shall motivate you.
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Bastard...! It took hundred lives to kill me, but I killed by the thousands! You think you can bind me with just this!?
[Resisting the pain that Avshar continuously inflicts on him, Rider summons his blade. Weathering through it, he charges at Avshar with heightened speed and performs a wide slash. For a man clad in armor, he's surprisingly fast.]
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Kneel, cur.
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Hoohoohwahahahahahaaaah...!! I've misjudged you, Avshar! You're no better than the fleas and parasites eating off of your swinish hide. Are you so afraid of me that you had to waste a precious Command Spell? Amusing! Amusing and pathetic!
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I see you managed to escape your well-deserved death yet again.
[Eleuseus whispers as he passes]
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I escaped nothing. It was that maggot Berserker who was too weak to kill me. He's hardly a Beast of Mad Enhancement.
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[Eleuseus was lying, he really had no idea if Berserker did or not, but it's best to try to keep Rider off guard at all possible]
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The one who escaped death was you. Should I cut your head off clean from your neck?
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"Oh. I believe you've left a patch of grass over there unscorched. Let me get that for you." He drops a wingful of some kind of powder onto the spot in question and then flicks the metal-shod talons of one foot across it. It promptly bursts into a rather colourful fire.
"There. Might as well make a clean job of it."
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[ For a moment Yuna looks... perplexed, as though he hasn't even thought of it. Then his expression turns thoughtful for a moment, before deciding to answer the monster that he's summoned. ]
It's so difficult to decide, I may just settle for immortality.