Cu Chulainn

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Knight of Possibility

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Bunkyō Ward

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@Reflection

Rider chuckled to himself at the circumstances at play. Who would've known he would serve another Vladimir in this war? Surely a man who shared the same name as his rightful Prince would surely be a righteous man in his own right, especially if he were a descendant of Grandfather Frost! Rider smiled to himself as the image of his Master delivering gifts to the good boys and girls on a troika came to mind. Rider, himself, recalls his childhood where he tried his best to be a good boy despite being confined to a bed.

"A descendant of Ded Moroz, aye? Ad I see you've surely got Snegurochka helping you out!" Rider states as he watched the Snow Maiden do her work, amazed at his Master's display of magecraft. While he had encountered sorcerers and other spellcasters in his lifetime, he never truly took the time to appreciate their art to the fullest. Standing up from his kneeling position, Rider stretched his meaty fingers outward before crossing his arms.

"Very well, Milord. The war has already begun, has it? Let us seek out our enemies in earnest and show them all our strength!"

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???, Bunkyō Ward > The Skies

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Like a shooting star, Rider soared through the night skies of Tokyo atop a mighty steed. Karushka was its name, a stallion almost as black as the night. Ilya stared at awe as he watched the city lights down below. To think that the modern world was full of such wonders of man. Mankind truly has flourished in the coming years. Rider would only wonder what his own homeland looked like. If only this Holy Grail war had taken place in the Motherland....

I the end, Rider just laughed the thought away, realizing that having a war take place in Russia would only invite destruction to his home.

"Ahahaha, we can see everything from up here, Miledi! Karushka will find us a fight in no time!" Rider hollered to his partner, Vladimir's beautiful snowy companion, who was ordered to accompany Rider on his search for the other Servants. And sure enough, Rider would soon find the fight he sought after as he and his steed dominated the skies of Tokyo...

Blood Drive (Isekai Survival) [Looking for Two New Players]

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Date Nobu

Emotional State - Screaming Internally

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Resources: WTL: 15 | SAN: 90

Nobu: "AI? Interesting."

Nobu never cared about what others thought of him. Well, he did, but he tells himself he doesn't all the time. It didn't matter if his fellows believed him to be just as weird as the girl standing near him as long as he, himself was right. At this time, however, it frustrated Nobu that he wasn't able to determine the significance behind those two specific numbers he spotted by chance. There was no way someone would leave their grave quote as "137 days" without any significance behind that specific number, much less someone who was supposedly born in 2047. There had to be a logical solution behind why his eyes met such a peculiar gravestone, and more importantly, why there's no death date...

The threats of a third party reminded Nobu of the dangers concerning the situation he found himself in.


Nobu: "... Spawn point? What?"

The stranger stepped forward, procuring a knife while threatening Nobu for all his things. It was moments like these where Nobu couldn't help but scream... the vagrant wasn't even holding his knife right! If he's against multiple opponents, he should keep the knife by his hip so that he may use the extra momentum in his sweeping strikes! Nobu was sure that's how it worked, keeping himself distracted by how incorrect their potential robber's stance is so that he wouldn't piss himself from the very real fact that there's a man holding him at knife point. Taking a deep breath and biting his tongue, Nobu slowly started to shuffle his bag to his front, keeping eye contact with his assailant while slowly shuffling towards Chikako, making sure she was close enough in case he needed to push her in the way pull her out and run.


Nobu: "... L-look, just stay back and I'll get my stuff in my bag. I'm holding sensitive electronics and they'll break if you make me drop them."

Despite the calm look on his face, Nobu was physically shaking. He slowly wore his backpack backwards- or was it forwards, in this case?-, opening it as he began to look inside. He started with placing the bread in the bag before a realization hit him: Nobu was in a hostage situation. The use of hostages is to create leverage for the aggressor so that his demands may be met...

... and the best way to resolve a hostage situation is to eliminate the hostage.

Nobu quickly moved the bread near his mouth, opening it as if he were threatening to eat it. He quickly glanced at Chikako as if telling her to follow his lead, before giving a very angry (and very scared) glare at the robber's direction.


Nobu: "Not so fast! What you really want is food, right? Well this is the last piece of food we have! Take another step towards either of us and I will eat it! Having the rest of our stuff will mean nothing if you die of starvation now, huh? Leave us be however, and I'll give you the bread and... you know what? You can have my school jacket for free too! Sounds like a good deal... right?"

It wasn't a smart idea, but Nobu isn't the smartest person, either. Worst case scenario would be that the man decides to attack Chikako. She's far more useful alive than dead, and more importantly... Nobu actually didn't want to be alone. He didn't want to think about the notion of one of his classmates dying in front of his eyes because of something he did or didn't do... for one, it would prove his Accurate Augury Assimilator wrong. No, Chikako dying was something that he needed to avoid at all costs.

The next worst thing would be if the hobo charged him instead. Nobu was wearing his backpack in a way where the front of his torso would be mostly protected, which gave him ample protection against any stabs from the largest portion of his body. Of course, this also meant Nobu's laptop would get stabbed, and...

Okay, that can't happen, either.

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A torrent of force blasted from the summoning circle as soon as Vladimir finished his incantation, knocking everything in the general vicinity to disarray with pages flying and glasses shattering. Within the circle was a shining light as luminescent as the sun, taller than anything in the room. While it was too bright to see within the circle, all those in the room would feel as if they were standing within the shadow of a great mountain. Surely a presence this mighty meant that the Count has indeed summoned a great hero, but who could've known doing so would have brought such destruction to much of his workshop? Perhaps it was the particular summoning chant used? Maybe such a ritual would have been best performed outside?

"You should be mindful of overfilling your cup, Milord!" A mighty voice bellowed from within the light as the winds of power slowed their course "You don't want to make a mess over yourself!"

The light within the circle dimmed, though the mighty presence Vladimir felt did not once fade. If anything, the figure felt much greater the less its presence was obscured, a shadow casting itself over the magus. A statuesque man stood before the Count, standing proudly with his arms to his hips. Calling him tall was an understatement, as he stood a bit under 225cm tall, muscles bulging under his armor threatening to explode outward. The man's armor was rather simple, bearing the colors of Vladimir's homeland, and complete with a sky blue cape, flowing with the waning breeze brought forth by the ritual. He had a smile on his face, his pearly whites shining almost as brightly as those lights moments before. It was clear that Vladimir had successfully called the attention of a mighty hero from his homeland. A Heroic Spirit from the Throne of Heroes, brought forth as a Servant of the Holy Grail War.

"Sworn to protect the Motherland and its citizens, Rider Ilya Muromets answers your call!"

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Knight of Possibility

???,
Bunkyō Ward

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@Reflection

Rider knelt down soon after introducing himself, bowing his head to Vladimir, of whom he assumed was his Master.

"You have made the right choice in summoning me, Milord. Whatever your wish may be, you have my limitless strength to attain it."

Rider then raised his head, looking back to Vladimir with another grin. It was then that he finally noticed the mess he had made... Needless to say, Rider's smile turned into an awkward one.

"Ah, Milord, it seems my entrance was too grand. Would you like me to clean this mess up?"

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@Parallel Hearts @Reflection
The Slavs squat together

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I'll just pair with whoever's left if anyone is interested.

D&D 5E: Dungeon of the Mad Mage

Will get my character up in a bit. Mechanically, he's all done save for the item purchasing. Just been at a block with how I wanted to write him after my exams crushed my soul ;;

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Staging Ground Ilya just makes his super strength even stronger. Also he gets a cool whistle. I don't think anyone wants to see Plus Ultra All-Might, though.

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nerds

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@Yankee@King Cosmos

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@Duoya
Ah, I'm gonna wait and see who else we have for now since there's a potential flag Daisuke's personality may trigger regarding Ilya's opinions on certain things~