Y'know with all the new Isekai concepts coming out, I wonder if there is an isekai concept for "Reincarnated as a Truck that sends people to other worlds"
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That moment when you have a billion ideas and can't write them all down
Hmm, maybe a few actually. What sort of universe/timeline does this take place in, and year? Would it be more of the Apocrypha or Stay Night universe, or something original? Would the canon cast exist, and if not, could someone make an OC Emiya, Tohsaka, Kotomine, etc. due to them (potentially) not existing?
The Timeline it exists is independent of the other timelines, The year while not entirely focused I definitely envisioned it to be around the 2010's in period, Finally the canon cast does exist, but due to the fact we are in Tokyo, there is no real reason for any of them to appear.
As such the only canons that would exist are on the servant side rather then on the master side of things.
The rain was particular heavy tonight on the streets of the Shibuya ward in Tokyo, The entire metropolis was having a particularly nasty case of missing person incidents, coupled with an increased number of people suffering violent moodswings or bouts of amnesia, This had led to many rumours to begin to plague the streets of Tokyo as to the cause of this...
Either way, business had to continue right? as such a businessman of average build with a drunken expression after a night drinking with their boss, They had forgotten their umbrella but their sorrows at the world meant they did not care such for the rain beating down upon them. They just wanted to get home soon.
The Businessman perhap drunk, Perhaps just too lost on his own feet decided to go off the main side-street and into an alleyway perhaps to save time or to make use of an overhang to avoid the rain. As he moved through the alleyway he could of sworn that his vision was getting cloudy, it was getting harder to see past a certain point the further he moved in.
The clacking of shoes on paved ground of modern day would soon be replaced by the muffled steps of shoes on grass. The Businessman had to blink for a moment.. Where were they that they were walking on dry grass. Had they passed out? The thought barely crossed their mind before they would notice a figure though they could barely make out the shape. They didn't really have a chance as with a swift motion. The businessman would fall under another missing persons statistic...
The Premise
One day, out of the blue, and seemingly at random, you awake with three command seals upon your body. A person or entity asking if you are their master. These beings known as servants are usually summoned during events known as Holy Grail Wars as part of a ritual to reach the ultimate goal of a magus family. The Root. But this time they seemed to have been summoned seemingly without reason and not adhering to the limitations of a standard grail war either. Their classes vary from the standard and some even overlap in having the same class. What does seem to maintain however is that servants summoned are all compatible to their master in some way (as per how summoning normally works without a catalyst)
The magus association did not find this to have gone unnoticed however and quickly contacted the church for an emergency representative as per standard Grail war condition though this would be anything but a standard war for the holy grail. This was a battle for something greater against something that threatened to escape out into the wider world...
OOC explanation
If it wasn't obvious enough from the title, This is a Fate RP, though inspired with things from other media in order to provide a unique take on Fate RPs in general. This is intended as more of a 'PvE' scenario then PvP, As the RP is about these Masters (and servants alike) unravelling the nature of a threat that threatens the foundation of human order.
You do this through tackling "Domains" which take the form of reality marbles populated by a servant or shadow servant. These domains vary based on the servant they are built around and can be as simple as an open field or as complex as the Labyrinth of the Minotaur, Or with a atmosphere that poisons the lungs that breath it in. These are places not to enter without caution. For you won't know what's inside until you enter.
Everything else about the roleplay adheres to standard fate mechanics, Mages exist and can be app'd, As can non-mages. As both work as potential masters. There is not a set limit on what servants can be app'd just exercise some reasonability. Custom servants are also fine (within reason of course).
Masters and servants will also get periods of which they can spend bonding and interacting with eachother to grow closer as a pair, or to hang out with other masters/servants in order to further work on figuring out the mystery at hand. Perhaps during a period where there is no Domain to tackle you might spend it going fishing with your servant or instead sneaking into the police station to look at records. How you spend your time and the consequences of that is up to you.
Of course in the event servant injuries are sustained through this and you are ill equipped to heal them, there is a designated location in Shinjuku, as the church's designated individual is more of a ear low to the ground sort of person then one that likes to stay cooped up in cathedrals where one can receive medical attention.
Rules: 1: Play nice, Try not to argue with other players. Do not try to actively hunt down another player from the start. However if a Player does perform an action that could be regarded as something reasonable worth attacking them for and your character is aware of it (e.g Murder without cause) then conflict is inevitable and will be handled as such (it is fine in that instance) 2: When it comes to pairing master to servant you can either pair yourself to your own servant or your master can pair with another players servant, or vice versa with your servant to another players master, Pairing with other players is preferred as it fosters interaction. 3: If you have any questions on if or not something is ok don't hesitate to ask! 4: This Roleplay only restricts one servant from being applicable and that servant is of course Gilgamesh this is due to Ea being able to completely negate a crucial part of the rp by itself. Other servants that affect reality marbles to similar extent are also potentially not ok! so make sure to ask first 5: GM's word is the final say on any matter.
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Interest check! as such no character sheets at this time
"You speak as if I should congratulate you, and as such, Yes, this is quite an amazing feat you've pulled off." The fay would say as she would have been flitting about the room for a good while. Trying to explore their local before she returned to the beasts side, looking up at him for a moment she would try to see if she could see any eyes behind that mask as she would sigh.
"So now that we are here, what are you looking for? And how does it help me?" She would ask wanting to avoid talking about the fact she was still in the middle of trying to work out the creases in her outfit from being stuffed in the pocket of the beast. Her fairy eyes locked on his as shee looked at him carefully to judge the merit of the next words he spoke, her trust was still in the air, though he had been incredibly helpful getting them to... wherever here is, and if he had more of those arrows then making him a trusted ally would grant her a powerful infiltrator would it not?
Name: Anastasia Nikolovia Fujiwara Age: 25 Gender: Female Personality: "Chin up, Its not like the world has ended just yet." - Anasasia has a personality that at first glance conveys an upbeat foolish individual who doesn't know what she's talking about. Much too jovial and someone who doesn't seem like the type of girl you can confide in. She jokes about whatever scenario shes in, and speaks light in the most heinous of conditions, beaming a smile from ear to ear to try to brighten up every minute of the day. This is to hide a very cynical personality that holds some very polarising opinons on both sides.
Though she is a woman in her mid-twenties, She can be child-like in her actions and feelings, She dislikes having to follow a strict schedule and likes to sleep whenever she feels like it. However when push comes to shove, she will always take special effort to support those around her and will without fail try to find a solution to whatever problem lays ahead of those around her through her tinkering and her efforts.
Brief Backstory: Someone who escaped from the blood farms during an incident where security was laxed. Though content with the way things were, her inborn drive to consume more knowledge lead her to step outside of her boundaries, that and dreams of the old world with all the wonderments it had. Though suspicion would have aroused on how she managed to escape without much of a blemish on her. She was held in the settlements jail until she could be properly assessed in case she was a spy or the like. Though she insisted she wasn't and even after being let free. Suspicion was still carried about who she was and what she did. The only reason she even rose so high within the R&D facility was the sheer measure of her skill at the art of engineering. Though no one in the settlement would ever consider placing her for a leader role. She was content with where she was. Fixing old-world goods or building old technologies from scratch. Though she can innovate, her innovations are not as widespread and game-changing as the head of the facility herself. But Really Anastasia is content to learn and grow her repitoire of knowledge and thus here she stayed, working in R&D, making explosives for the effort, or things to help with food supply in her off time. Hell, She even made a hard-candy machine out of spare parts.
Safe to say, The eccentric engineer is here to help! Equipment: Outside of the contents of her Crimson Arm, which vary dramatically from fire-arms to explosives to medical supplies to just scavenged junk. She commonly carries a small suite of tools on her person, standard tools one would expect to find on an engineer, from a screwdriver and assorted heads, to a wrench. All carried within pouch on her belt. Skills: Engineering: When it comes to the prospect of Engineering skill and the knowledge one would require to create and maintain any manner of mechanical item. Anastasia is near unparalled when it coems to conventional item, This stems as a result of both her studying, her incredible memory (able to memorise any blueprint or mechanical theory in record time) and her also prodigal knack for being able to jerryrig things together when resources are lacking though the latter is more of making ends meet then her preferred way of doing it. Memorisation: As stated in her engineering skill, Anastasia possesses an incredible memory, capable of recalling blueprints from first viewing with incredible detail and precision, as well as being able to memorise entire textbooks worth of contents, meaning she is an amazing sponge for soaking up knowledge. She's also a pretty fast reader. Planning: A girl who plans for everything, its not uncommon for her to have something up her sleeve stored within her crimson arm, She tries to tackle any scenario whenever it presents itself, with whatever she can get her hands on. Leading to some comments on her cautious nature.
Hallow Arsenal: A deviant Crimson arm that takes the form of a 4-point spiked halo, That hovers around the wielder and is controlled via a bracelet. The four spikes on the halo are sharpened, and the halo itself is capable of rotating of speeds comparable to a rotary saw.
The true power of this Crimson Arm stems from the 'Arsenal' it can provide once stocked. The Halo is capable of using the blood cartridges loaded into noticable on the inner ring of the halo to open gateways or "Blood Rifts" into a hammerspace or 'Vault' this vault, Items in this vault can fall under three catagories
"Retrieve" - They are stored normally and can be retrieved later. "Artillery" The weapon can be pushed out of a rift and fired/launched in both semi automatic and fully automatic fashion. This only works on conventional weapons, meaning these weapons do not carry the vampire killing properties to truely put down a vampire, However they are great for providing large swaths of suppression fire, as the recoil of being hit by a bullet is enough to slow down anything. The weaponry stored within the Vault is not limited in size, and even full on artillery cannons can be stored. However all weapons still consume ammo, and in this post apocalyptic world it can be difficult to find the right ammo or more instances of the same weapon. Meaning the arsenal fluctates alot. But a fully 'opened' arsenal is a sight to see, even if it is unsustainable. "Projectile" - A subsect of the Artillery designation instead of 'firing' the object, the object itself is fired with designated velocity. Useful for 'tossing' Grenades from storage or getting one last good use out of an empty fire arm, by throwing it at the enemy at high speed as solid steel projectile.
Name: Anastasia Nikolovia Fujiwara Age: 25 Gender: Female Personality: "Chin up, Its not like the world has ended just yet." - Anasasia has a personality that at first glance conveys an upbeat foolish individual who doesn't know what she's talking about. Much too jovial and someone who doesn't seem like the type of girl you can confide in. She jokes about whatever scenario shes in, and speaks light in the most heinous of conditions, beaming a smile from ear to ear to try to brighten up every minute of the day. This is to hide a very cynical personality that holds some very polarising opinons on both sides.
Though she is a woman in her mid-twenties, She can be child-like in her actions and feelings, She dislikes having to follow a strict schedule and likes to sleep whenever she feels like it. However when push comes to shove, she will always take special effort to support those around her and will without fail try to find a solution to whatever problem lays ahead of those around her through her tinkering and her efforts.
Brief Backstory: Someone who escaped from the blood farms during an incident where security was laxed. Though content with the way things were, her inborn drive to consume more knowledge lead her to step outside of her boundaries, that and dreams of the old world with all the wonderments it had. Though suspicion would have aroused on how she managed to escape without much of a blemish on her. She was held in the settlements jail until she could be properly assessed in case she was a spy or the like. Though she insisted she wasn't and even after being let free. Suspicion was still carried about who she was and what she did. The only reason she even rose so high within the R&D facility was the sheer measure of her skill at the art of engineering. Though no one in the settlement would ever consider placing her for a leader role. She was content with where she was. Fixing old-world goods or building old technologies from scratch. Though she can innovate, her innovations are not as widespread and game-changing as the head of the facility herself. But Really Anastasia is content to learn and grow her repitoire of knowledge and thus here she stayed, working in R&D, making explosives for the effort, or things to help with food supply in her off time. Hell, She even made a hard-candy machine out of spare parts.
Safe to say, The eccentric engineer is here to help! Equipment: Outside of the contents of her Crimson Arm, which vary dramatically from fire-arms to explosives to medical supplies to just scavenged junk. She commonly carries a small suite of tools on her person, standard tools one would expect to find on an engineer, from a screwdriver and assorted heads, to a wrench. All carried within pouch on her belt. Skills: Engineering: When it comes to the prospect of Engineering skill and the knowledge one would require to create and maintain any manner of mechanical item. Anastasia is near unparalled when it coems to conventional item, This stems as a result of both her studying, her incredible memory (able to memorise any blueprint or mechanical theory in record time) and her also prodigal knack for being able to jerryrig things together when resources are lacking though the latter is more of making ends meet then her preferred way of doing it. Memorisation: As stated in her engineering skill, Anastasia possesses an incredible memory, capable of recalling blueprints from first viewing with incredible detail and precision, as well as being able to memorise entire textbooks worth of contents, meaning she is an amazing sponge for soaking up knowledge. She's also a pretty fast reader. Planning: A girl who plans for everything, its not uncommon for her to have something up her sleeve stored within her crimson arm, She tries to tackle any scenario whenever it presents itself, with whatever she can get her hands on. Leading to some comments on her cautious nature.
Hallow Arsenal: A deviant Crimson arm that takes the form of a 4-point spiked halo, That hovers around the wielder and is controlled via a bracelet. The four spikes on the halo are sharpened, and the halo itself is capable of rotating of speeds comparable to a rotary saw.
The true power of this Crimson Arm stems from the 'Arsenal' it can provide once stocked. The Halo is capable of using the blood cartridges loaded into noticable on the inner ring of the halo to open gateways or "Blood Rifts" into a hammerspace or 'Vault' this vault, Items in this vault can fall under three catagories
"Retrieve" - They are stored normally and can be retrieved later. "Artillery" The weapon can be pushed out of a rift and fired/launched in both semi automatic and fully automatic fashion. This only works on conventional weapons, meaning these weapons do not carry the vampire killing properties to truely put down a vampire, However they are great for providing large swaths of suppression fire, as the recoil of being hit by a bullet is enough to slow down anything. The weaponry stored within the Vault is not limited in size, and even full on artillery cannons can be stored. However all weapons still consume ammo, and in this post apocalyptic world it can be difficult to find the right ammo or more instances of the same weapon. Meaning the arsenal fluctates alot. But a fully 'opened' arsenal is a sight to see, even if it is unsustainable. "Projectile" - A subsect of the Artillery designation instead of 'firing' the object, the object itself is fired with designated velocity. Useful for 'tossing' Grenades from storage or getting one last good use out of an empty fire arm, by throwing it at the enemy at high speed as solid steel projectile.
Late to the party, Fashionably mayhaps but never too late!
"So you may say, though your not entirely the most trust worthy person i could trust.." Alice would say noting his mannerisms to be rather through as if he was looking for something. the way he spoke was something that reminded her of a man holding back his beastial mannerisms. AS if this 'creature' or monster. Was not naturally this wellspoken. This curiosity would linger in her mind for bit a moment longer as she would not spare a second thought on the matter. ALl that mattered to her was this book, whom she felt some responsibleness for, would be repaired to a manner she felt satisfactory so she could then 'extract' whatever information she needed. She would still be pouring her energy itno the book, not as much as before but just enough due to a partial worry within her mind that if she didn't the book might never wake up again. This action harkening back to her previous selfless nature as when she was once alive. even if she hated people. The book was still a living being.
"I have made my decision though, I will follow you further in, exit or not, the only path is forward." She would say with confidence in her voice. Her partial nihilism towards her scenarion, and partial desperation to understand her circumstance collosqued into a false aura of calm. As she would await his next move.
The way the book reacted to her cleaning it had given a small chuckle from the fay, as if the very being inside the book thought such actions immodest. This would prove good enough to Alice that whatever simulacra was within the book itself had enough emotional merit to it that it was worth saving. For the information within if nothing else and to preserve whatever entity protected that information as well. So then say. The fact she had chosen so readily to follow inside and to confront this skull-faced entity it best be said she was doing it for her own merits.
"Who said I wanted to leave so soon and readily?" The Fay would say looking upon his figure, obviously he wasn't exactly human, a monster most definitely and the goddess gift as accursed as such a being was for dragging her back to the world of the living could be. Had given her a boon fitting for talking to such a person. "Nay, if I wished to leave I would of been gone from this place with haste befitting my winged self no? I am here to attempt to repair something." She gestured to the book behind her. "And you, A being who seems most knowledgeable with a form that is not one that makes me sick. Happened to be within my view. So say I that i ask you. May you help me repair this book so that I may preview the contents within?" She would ask simply fully expecting the skull-faced creature to ask for something in return.
The Energy fading from the book gave her concern, especially given the book seeemed to be in a state of damage? Well. Bothersome. The Fae would breath in and push more of her magic into the book even with the noticable leak, She still had so many questions to ask. This book was her best bet for her answers. "I'm Alice...I think I am a fairy but im not from here." She'd say hurriedly as she'd hear the noise of a great thing in motion.
She would look up for a moment to see the great behemoth, ah... it was heading towards her. She would scrum back up the roof, hiding away from the encroaching battle. As she would open the book again. "Do you know who the golem is. Or do you know how I can fix you" She'd say with hurried breath hiding herself. Hopefully those other idiots could defeat that thing.. Then she could potentially make an ally with the downed golem.
Alice would notice the creature. It didn't seem to notice her at the current period and hasty movements would alarm it but she would have enough curiosity in her to check it out. HOWEVER! The first thing that came to mind was to get this steadily warming book off her back. Because not only did it feel uncomfortable, She had the strangest idea in her mind that the book may actually explode on her. And as such self preservation instinct would kick in.
Upon opening the book, it seemed for the most part unchanged. A quick look at that cryptic poem showed it was the same. However, upon turning the page she would notice something there that hadn't been there before. A single, simple word she could make out.
"Hello"
"H-hello" The Fae said audibly back to it
The word however, quickly faded, and the magical energy within its pages seemed to diminish greatly.
The quick diminishment of magical energy within it had caused her some alarm. The book had shown some sort of thinking, it was mayhaps her only possible guide in this godforsaken place filled with people she could not trust... Thus the Fae perhaps out of instinct or perhaps calling upon her the knowledge given to her by that disgraceful entity that called itself a goddess. Would begin to pour as much magical energy as she could into the book. To try to give it back the energy to write more.
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