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Fate/Factitious Paradigm

Ajax’s grave

In the ruins of the battlefield, with her sword still pointed downwards after releasing her most trusted attack, Takeru was frozen in place. She looked to where her ally stood just seconds ago. Not even Shuten’s cries and subsequent withdrawal drew her attention away from Ajax’s corpse; if you could even call it that anymore.

A few moments ago she was dying to go into town and fight in the war, but all she could think of now was the idiocy of her actions. She didn’t prepare a tactic, she didn’t address the situation in the slightest, and it probably caused the biggest blunder the grail war history.

But sitting here in embarrassment and regret would do nobody any good and as she peered to her side to watch the sunset, she raised her hood and hid her identity once more.

But something was wrong, an eerie feeling turning her stomach upside-down. her Instinct(B) told her that danger was close; the kind of danger that threatened her life immensely. Her body told her to move, to get away from her current position with the speed that would tear her muscles; but not before her head turned to face the threat.

The resulting shock of her opponent almost delayed her response to a fatal degree, but as she raised her sword and send a burst of wind through it, she darted through the air, several feet away from the threat and landing in a defensive position. Her knees trembled slightly as she pushed a hand against her waist, blood pouring out from in between the fingers; it appeared she wasn’t fast enough, but fortunately the cut was not deep. With Kusanagi in hand, she raised the blade to guard her vitals, ready for another attack, but before he did, Takeru hoped to communicate with him before this battle turned sour.

“I know how this looks Lancer...And I made a fucking mistake.” She shouted as her entire body leaned forward with intensity, yet it was painfully obvious she did not want to hurt another ally. “But I swear on the holy grail, I was trying to protect him.” She spoke in a melancholic yet fierce tone. At that moment, a brilliant light illuminated the entire city, drawing the attention of Takeru, who pointed her hand towards the phenomenon.

“Even now, this city is being torn apart because this war is being fought by children and maniacs who can’t control their greed. You’re fighting the wrong fight here Lancer; I am on your side.”

@Breo

Fate/Factitious Paradigm

Ryuudou Temple

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Up in the hills, on the front gate stairs to the Ryuudou Temple, a single girl sat waiting, a note clutched in her hands. For everything in the town that she watched with her pure blue eyes, she never once moved from her position.

Her sister had gone into Miyama with her servant, and told her to stay home; but that alone was not the reason she sat at the gate. There was something wrong; it felt like somebody was here at the temple, the leyline was theirs but it was going someplace else, if her eyes did not betray her.

Nonetheless, Sera told her to stay here, so that is what she did.

“I like your dedication and honesty to your sister, but look-” A cloaked Saber appeared next to Sofia with an arm outstretched towards the town, her activated pure eyes reflecting Saber while she sat down.

“The fights can’t be avoided, even though some certainly like to put on a show...but the fire, It’s chaos; We should have helped evacuate the citizens.” Saber calmly suggested.

“I...the fire is doused, it’s not going to hurt anyone anymore-”

“Now there’s this weird thing in the woods that I can’t explain.” She continued

“I can see mana coming and going in that place, so we ca-”

“And then there’s this ridiculous lightning explosion!? I mean it’s just madness.” Saber’s voice was audibly raised, a bit of annoyance found within. “We should be out there, ending this war as soon as we can, not sitting here waiting for anything to find us.”

“I’m sorry, but we can’t leave the temple unguarded, surely you’ve felt that something’s wrong.”

“Everything’s wrong in this tow-” As she finished her sentence, Serafina appeared behind her as if out of thin air. And her words were music to Saber’s ears. she gave a single glance towards Sofia, and Sofia nodded, pulling her sleeve up to reveal her command spells.

“We’ve been waiting for this far too long to delay it with questions...Saber-”

As Sofia chanted her order, Saber raised her sword above her head; and as it did, large amounts of mana and energy began to envelop the sword twirling around it in an effort to be released.

“With a command spell, I order you...Head to the site of the lightning explosion and help Berserker!”

Red light flashed from the marks adorning the younger sisters hand, spreading out and unto her Servant, before they vanished. For Saber, the world seemed to turn, and tear apart as she was dragged across the world in a mere instant. The next moment she appeared, atop the demolished land that once held the Foreigner’s District. You could see for miles. Miles of pure devastation. How many lives had been lost here, she had to wonder.

But now was no time for deliberation. Her eyes caught exactly what she was brought here to do. Before her sat the radiating, incandescent light of Rho Aias, the Noble Phantasm of Berserker, and past that, the seven heads of a Divine Beast lashed out at its form. Saber knew this beast. Not in life, but she knew it. And then there was the last being, a small girl, no doubt the summoner of that monstrosity. She leapt into the air, intent on tearing through her ally.

The path to victory was obvious. With her hood down, blue hair fell around the cloak, exposing her face to the sunlight. The winds coating her sword like a sheath dissipated violently, allowing the shimmer of day to glint off its impressive, reflective surface. But as the winds seemed to vanish, not moments later they picked up again, in a violent, tumultuous cacophony, surrounding the blade in its entirety. But this was not to obscure it. No, this was something different. This was a Noble Phantasm. The Servant raised her sword, and from her lips echoed a single word.

”KUSANAGI!”

She swung the blade, horizontally, carving through the air as she went. The raging hurricane that surrounded the blade churned and twisted in what could only be described as nervous anticipation. This was the first time this attack had been leased this war, and at its very first enemy. Like a wave, the sheer wall of wind tore through the gap between the three Servants as the enemy Berserker fell from the sky. This attack would hit her, without fail, if she didn’t move from its path.

But perhaps that Servant wouldn’t. She had summoned that beast after all. That thing. Yes, Saber knew that thing. Yamata-no-Orochi, the eight-headed serpent slain by Susanoo. From its dead body was plucked the Grass-Cutting Sword, the Kusanagi. The very blade that swung now, at the Oni who could only be known as the child of that monstrosity. That beast would fall to its own blade.

For Saber’s Name was Yamato Takeru.

@Froppy

Danganronpa: Tower of Carnage (Finished!)

that's the warpy i know

Danganronpa: Tower of Carnage (Finished!)

what

but I didn't even attend the meeting ;-;

Danganronpa: Tower of Carnage (Finished!)

what

Danganronpa Alternate (Reboot, in need of new players)

Fire & Ice

Snow

Name:
Iclyn, Snow

Talent:
Super High School Level Hair Stylist

Gender:
Female

appearance:

Snow’s wardrobe consists mostly of formal and princess like attires. Ties and bows, fancy dresses, intricate designs etc. all fit in her closets. Her hair has a platinum white color, which always seems to give of a faint white glow.

Backstory:
Snow grew up a single child in a family with two loving parents, she received good education, made lots of friends, and received plenty of love. And yet if you were to sum up Snow in a few words, she would be a spoiled, cynical, and arrogant princess. She judges people at first sight often, and with her low expectations of humanity, these judgments usually make her look down on most people. This in turn, caused her to dismay the people around her, and only rely on herself, because nobody else could right? But while she sees all other people as inferior, she is incredibly proud of herself, maybe even a bit narcissistic.

However, she is a master in the arts of cutting hair and can turn the most unwieldy and ugly locks of hair into something gorgeous, without even breaking a sweat. Although she can create most mainstream hairstyles, her real talent lies in the creation of truly unique and fabulous hairstyles. In her entire career, she has not once created the same hairstyle twice, yet each and every one was truly beautiful.

How she got into the profession was by cutting her own hair because she didn’t trust others to do it right; her parents noticed how good she was at it and put her on a hair-stylist class. Soon after she was scouted by hope's peak.

other information:
~She has a sweet tooth and her diet mostly consists of sweets, cakes, and pies.

~her parents earn a large amount of money, and spent much of it on Snow.

Flare

Name:
Flare Dawnray

Talent:
Super High School Level Guide Dog Trainer

Gender:
Female

appearance:

Flare usually wears black with contrasting colors. A jacket, a shirt, a skirt or skinny jeans all fit her like a glove. Though her trademark feathered shirt makes her recognizable from even far away.

Backstory:
If you were to meet her face to face, her expression and attitude might tell you to fuck off, you’d feel unwelcome and all you could figure went on in her mind would be: Flare doesn’t give a shit; well you’d be half-right.

Flare can be very distant and annoyed at times, but she has a heart of gold; the whole reason she chose to train dogs using her uncanny ability despite disliking it, was out of pure good intentions. She recognized that she could help people and do good with it. She can be distant because she spends so much times with animals who are so very different from humans; and she can look annoyed because of the combination of heavy migraines and a resting bitch face. But she cares, if you just let her.

However, there is another side to her, one a bit less refined and upstanding. In her quest to help others, she sometimes loses sight of what’s actually helping, and can tend to go further than necessary or wanted. Though in her usual fashion, she never admits to going too far, and can get quite heated when defending her actions.

As for her talent; Flare has never had a connection with animals, nor dogs in particular. And yet for some reason, her ability to train dogs is unmatched by even the greatest trainers in the world. With a single sentence and expression, she can let the dog know what she wants.

other information:
~She doesn’t actually own any animals herself.

~Flare is a single child and had the full support of her parents.

~Her migraines seem to get worse when she trains the dogs.

~She has an unfathomable desire for donuts.

Danganronpa: Tower of Carnage (Finished!)

Warpy what are you doing xd

Danganronpa: Tower of Carnage (Finished!)

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BGM

A day had passed. The newcomers had been introduced and most people were recuperating from the trial; a trial with a heavy hit. Not only did they lose a doctor, they lost a brother. As expected, it took a toll, as every death before did; yet at this rate it wouldn’t be long before there was nothing left to take.

Even from people like Max, one of the most upstanding and just individuals, could death take a piece of his mind. As he stood up from his bed once more, the effects of this could be seen. Where there was once a noble and confident fellow stepping outside into the world, a brooding dead-serious man now walked the hallways of Axis-Mundi.

As he passed the break-room on the first floor, he couldn’t help but notice the infinites trying their hardest to overcome their situation. They choose to keep going and endure the pain, but there was something innately wrong with that. This would keep going, and for every day they endured another would always come. There was no enduring this; it wasn’t a game of attrition or survival. There was a time limit, and Felix’s death taught this to Max.

If they didn’t find a way to escape soon, they would never; with those thoughts, Max made his way to the cave; on his way however, the sound of music drew him in. It reminded him of the party, and of his brothers beautiful display.

As he got closer though, he stopped dead in his tracks, they were Alice and Ice talking with…one of the new kids. Before any could spot him, Max swiftly moved behind a wall next to the door and kept listening.

Most of it was uninteresting chatter, but one thing certainly wasn’t…Alice had been talking to Parker behind all their backs, and discussed something of utmost interest. It would require more looking into in the meeting.

But then the new kid suddenly decided to leave the room, and it forced Max to leave unseen as well. Whatever conversation came after was not within his earshot, as he was now getting in position in the cave, where a faithful meeting would take place soon enough.

Danganronpa Alternate: Apologies to Hope

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This situation really was ridiculously horrid…

Snow never expected these lowly humans to understand reason, but to see these ultimates lose their shit so fast, it was disappointing. Yet even though she was prepared for it, it was very disheartening to be so utterly disregarded by everyone, who either just ignored her, or even antagonized her. There was no doubt in her mind now; this game would crack them, and they would not live to see another day.

As she peered at the ultimates on display in her handbook, she assessed their credibility and chance of survival:

Ando was much too cowardly to try and kill someone, but if he kept antagonizing everyone with his bold bad boy demeanor, he would surely end up dead sooner rather than later.

Hisakawa and Damian were living in their own world, which denies them potential allies; nobody would probably even notice them disappearing.

Kara was the most naïve and sheepish girl out of everyone, so it wouldn’t be farfetched to manipulate her into her own demise, while Hibiki’s completely blank and voidless appearance indicated he was not going to even bother trying to protect himself.

Lilly couldn’t even talk…so neither could she scream for protection.

Taka seemed to think he could take everything on his own, which to be fair, was probably a safer bet than relying on others; perhaps there was a chance for him escaping.

Davis seemed to think he could take on the world, as well as everyone, at the same time. If it wasn’t for his ultimate talent, he’d be dead already.

Alice’s talent though… it was a death sentence all on its own, nobody in her right mind would let her run around freely, as most of the group seemed to agree with.

Neola’s talent could prove to be a problem, if she ever learned enough about one of them, who’s to say she wouldn’t impersonate them and kill, leaving the impersonated with the blame. But instead, she was looking after Kara, who probably meant she had a soft heart, but it remained to be seen if Neola could end up saving Kara, or Kara taking Neola with her.

That just left Aurel, the boy who helped Snow. His talent would make him a very dangerous enemy, but as it currently was, Snow didn’t think he would even accidentally harm her. He was already a good sidekick, but maybe his sacrifice would be required in order for her to survive.

Suddenly, her attention was brought back to reality, as Neola told their little group she had to visit the…bathroom of all places; Snow couldn’t help but roll her eyes. There was no reason for idle chatter like this, as most people were already planning their surviving tactics right now.

“Your bladder can wait; I want a map of this place, so I’m gonna need pen and paper, cuz I don’t think that dumb toy would leave a map hanging around here.” She put her hand towards the group, clearly expecting them to provide.

Fate/Factitious Paradigm

_{@Floodtalon @Yukitamas}

Saber of Whitehall

Hilltop Church

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The situation really wasn’t in favor of Saber. Not only was she outmaneuvered and outsmarted; she was outnumbered. There was not a single mind alive who would place their bets on Saber winning; and yet, there was no sign of doubt or fear within her as the situation worsened. Perhaps she was used to these events, or perhaps there was simply no reason for those concepts, but the Saber in the here and now was simply not about to be struck down so easily.

Staying as she was would be completely useless, as both berserker's fist, and the lightning bolts would hit her full force, but surrounding her from every direction were summoned skeletons, making an escape very risky as well. But in this chaotic moment, chaotic movements were required.

And so, Saber placed a hand on her stomach reinforced with a barrier of wind to reduce the damage of the uppercut. While the momentum of the punch and wind caused her to spin around her axis; she used that rotating movement to her advantage, releasing deadly wind slashes against Darius and the skeletons. After reorienting herself, she then used one last wind burst, and propelled herself out of reach of the lightning bolts just in time.

“Man you almost had me there didn’t you? Although I can’t really consider it skill, what with the guy in the back shooting his ass off to save you.”