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➥ I.

[ For whatever reason, Saber has a pact with you. Since she's been summoned here, it might be a good idea to talk to her regarding whatever plans there are in store. Yet, she doesn't seem too thrilled with the idea of communicating with anyone, much less her chosen Master. She'll plop down lazily, the heavy armor making more of a thud than her tiny body usually would make, and keep her gaze level with the floor. Her sword isn't with her today; a good sign usually, but it may have been used earlier in the day. Regardless, there's surely something for a Master and Servant to discuss... right? ]
➥ II.

Mm. [ Was that a noise to show content? ] This meal is halfway decent.

[ No matter if she's in a restaurant or the dining room of an ally, Saber's comment still stands. That's honestly the best compliment she'll ever give. With a handful of whatever is being served, she'll eye the chef carefully. ]

You can do better. [ Munch. ] Much better. Ensure that the next meal is anything but a waste of my time or else.
➥ III.

[ It's the obligatory 'we are in a fight and you are more than likely losing' scenario. There always has to be one of these and Saber's much more impressive than one might think. With blackened armor that covers her from jaw to toe and trails of prana leaking out along the ground, she's quite the formidable foe. Whatever her fight, whether it's to defend the righteous or to destroy it, she hardly seems as though she'll back down. Armed with her trusted blade, she waits with a minimal amount of patience for the next attack. ]
➥ IV.

[ While one might think a king from the twelfth century would face great difficulty settling in a modern setting, Saber seems to be doing just alright. In this world, she can be found doing a number of various tasks: riding a motorcycle, secretly fawning over a cute plushie on display in the mall, working at a maid cafe (what, it pays the bills), or walking around at the local zoo. Now is as good as a time as any to approach her! ]
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((I'll try to keep the prompts general, but feel free to specify Last Free City, Imperial Saga, his original universe, or wherever the hell else as a setting))

1

[The Man With No Shirt just strolled into the scene, looking completely at home as he gives everything an appraising look.]

Tch. Interesting place you've got here. Well, I guess it'll do to settle down for a moment.

You! I am Gilgamesh, King of Heroes! I'm on important business, and I'm not where I expected, so tell me where I am. Make it quick and I might make it worth your while.

2

[It's a fight scene! Whether it's Riftspawn, Terra Cotta Soldiers, or weird Grail zombie things, Gilgamesh looks to be enjoying himself, jumping up and over the enemy, alighting on buildings or debris occasionally to fire out barrages of glowing magical swords from rifts in the air around him. Whatever he's fighting is getting cut down effortlessly. Looking half-amused and half-frustrated, he makes a "come get some" motion with the twin swords in his hands.]

Ha! Why won't you bastards give me a real challenge, huh? I'm getting bored! At this rate I'll have to switch sides just to work up a sweat...just kidding.

[Maybe.]

3

[You have a magic sword or legendary weapon of some kind.]

Hoooo! That's a nice weapon you have there. It's not within Babil, so it must be a unique existence. Tell me where you got it!

4

[You are a post-pubescent female humanoid of some kind.]

Such a charming face~! Of all the many beautiful women I've seen, I can say I've now found the pinnacle! As soon as I'm done killing whatever it is I'm supposed to be killing here, I'll make you my bride!
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➥ I.

Hello everyone. My name is Illyasviel von Einzbern and this is--[ Suddenly there's a tiny jeweled circle with wings flying up between the girl and the camera. ] H-hey! I'm trying to give a good impression!

Then you should have allowed me to be the one to give the initial introduction. [ There's a deeper voice, presumably from the object that's flitting about. ] Honestly, I could have really made it quite the explosive entrance.

Whaaaat!? No, you're not allowed to blow up anything on our first day! [ Ignoring the fact they were on display for all to see, Illya focuses more on the conversation with the sentient object. ] We're going to get in so much trouble if you do that... Besides, isn't it the duty of a magical girl to prevent that sort of thing?

This is a world designated of heroes pulled from several other parallel worlds, Illya. [ Bouncing about, the wings of this object flutter seemingly to keep it afloat. ] Don't you think imperative we test the strength of their hearts from the start?

No! That's a bad idea! [ Now the younger girl is flailing around to try to catch it. ] That's not our job and besides, we'll end up as an enemy to all of the heroes if we do something so destructive! Now come on! Let me introduce myself before you get us into even more trouble.
➥ II.

[ It's another typical battle, except this time there's girl who looks as though she doesn't belong here in the slightest. In fact, she seems to be arguing otherwise with another person, who's trying to shove her off towards safety. ]

--but you don't understand! I'm a hero too!
➥ III.

[ Funny, what's Illya doing in the Palace? She doesn't live there and she's not the type to be interested in machinery. Even more interesting to note is that she's giving the impression that she's sneaking around, the girl peeking around corners before diving towards the next obstacle she can hide behind. There's nothing sinister about this in the slightest. Nope. Not one bit. ]
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➥ I.

What a strange device. It's too modern for my tastes, but subtle enough to draw out those who prefer things a little old-fashioned.

[ The image on the screen hardly matches with the well-spoken tone; the girl addressing the strange PDA can't be no older than a teen. In actuality, she knows just how important a first impression is, so she'll give quite the flattering one of herself. ]

War is my expertise, but I suppose if it wasn't, I would not be amongst the rest of you. So tell me of your tales, great heroes, so that I know just how to properly use it. After all, are we not all tools to be used in same form in this world of clashed opinions?
➥ II.

[ It's one of those rare days where there's no struggle to be found, so instead of preparing for some battle that's on the horizon, this young woman is off to find some enjoyment. While there's a distinct lack of social activities in the area, Misaya's taken the initiative to start a party amongst the poorer residents of this world. For the rest of the night, she can be found doing a number of things in this part of town. Anything from doing a fast-paced dance that might resemble a tango or relaxing with a bowl of something that resembles food in her hands. Even if she was brought here as a hero, she understands one thing: people need morale and so she'll give it. ]
➥ III.

Ugh... [ That pained groan comes from a bed in the hospital that's been occupied for the past couple days. It seems louder than usual, as the inhabitant of the covers makes her presence known by sitting up abruptly. ] What the hell?

[ Her gaze darts around the hospital before the realization sinks in. She was brought here due to her sickness, right? Which means... ]

Where is that worthless mutt of mine!?
➥ IV.

[ As expected of a user of magic, Misaya's already set up her own public workshop to "assist" with the battle. Surprisingly, she doesn't question as to which side her customers take, so it's a fairly popular shop to buy items of magical power. Plus, her hound is really good at digging up artifacts that she can sell for a profit, making this small shop the number one place to go to.

Besides, we all know she has Lancer wreck any competitors before they can start.

If one's come to do business, they can find the owner of this establishment sitting on her desk with her Servant beside her, the girl tugging on his tie as though it were a leash. Seems the two might have been in a debate and failed to notice any potential customers come in. Or perhaps she intentionally wished for them to see the scene. ]


You can start wagging your tail in excitement again. [ A cool remark to the man beside her as she releases him. ] Go dig up another bone or two outside, boy.
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a.

[ Zecchan is outside taking a small break from studying. It's really warm out so she's spread out laying down on the grass about to fall asleep. It's ok to slack off every so often right? ]

 

b.

[ Running down the street not really looking out for people in her way Zecchan is in a rush. Where is she trying to go? Well she's running late for a meeting with her instructor and she doesn't want to get in trouble. So people in the middle of the street watch out for a blazing fast tiger. ]

 

c.

[ Books are spread out everywhere, along with stacks of paper. Each stack is a different subject ranging from basic English to world history, but it's mostly books on English. To the right of one of the stacks is a student buried under some heavy books that fell off one of the stacks. Sadly that student is Zecchan and they're in need of help. ]

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Jan. 8th, 2012 04:45 pm
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[1: Arturia Pendragon and the Holy Grail]
Arturia is on a quest for Anemoi in the deep woods, Excalibur at her side and a growing sense of urgency as she searches. She has with her many allies, but one in particular is getting to her with a very peculiar habit of theirs. t says something about Arturia's patience that it takes well over a few hours before she turns to that person [the replying character] and asks in a tense yet polite tone:

"Why are you following me and clapping coconut halves together?"

Seriously, the argument about fighting with fresh fruit versus pointy sticks right before they set out was a lot more bearable than this.

[2: My Little Servant: Networking is Magic]

[Video]

[Arturia looks very annoyed as the video feed begins. Behind her is the restaurant she frequented regularly, known for having some of the best food in all of Sirocco. It's also known as Arturia's favorite restaurant and where she could easily be found when she wasn't busy working.

There is now a very prominent 'Out of Business' sign across the double doors leading into it.

Heads are going to roll.

Despite how annoyed she looks, her voice is very cool and collected as she speaks.]

Who is responsible for this travesty? This establishment was getting a good deal of business from myself and others. There was no need for it to shut its doors and I demand answers if not the immediate reopening of this business!

[3: The Obligatory Shounen-style Fight Sequence]

[It could be a friendly duel, a training session, a misunderstanding, or a befriending. It doesn't matter what the reason is. You are now in a fight with one (1) Arturia Pendragon AKA King Arthur AKA Servant Saber.

Her might with a sword is almost at Dragonball levels. Do you really think you can stand a chance?]