Cu Chulainn

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Feel free to go before me if you wish. The rotation isn't too important for me, but of its for everyone else, I'll be fine being last again.

Fate/High Rollers

Shadow Rock Park, Sunrise

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Kullervo cackled wildly at Simon's crazed driving. Brushing up so close to death was indeed thrilling for the Servant, and he came to admire his Master's foolhardy rush to their destination. Kullervo also relished in the hatred brought forth from the other drivers on the road. Gathering the negative energies from these "road rages" as well as any other dark emotions they would find on their way, Kullervo worked on casting another spell centered on himself and powered by these bitter emotions.

However, somewhere in the process of drawing this grudges, Kullervo felt a faint presence. To him, it sounded like the sound of hundreds of people screaming. Some wished for justice, while others wished to just be let free... Kullervo contemplated investigating the source, but decided to hold it off for now. Right now, there were more pressing matters to attend to. After all, the Sky Father Ukko would likely be upset if Kullervo had decided at the last minute to abandon the hallowed pastime that was baseball.

When they finally reached the park, Kullervo finished his incantations, keeping the spell's magical energy within himself. It was another curse, although this time it was self-afflicted. The nature of the curse wasn't made apparent just yet, although judging by the childlike expression on Kullervo's face, it seemed to be something he couldn't wait to take effect.

"Don't worry about my bat, Master. I'll go make my own... you go ahead and set up." Kullervo stated, his copper hand-axe materializing in his grasp. The axe-head glowed with a sinister magic, enchanted by Kullervo himself. Kullervo then walked up to one of the trees planted in the lot, raising the axe and felling the tree with a single swing. Kneeling down to the fallen tree, a few more swings were made as Kullervo quickly carved it into a usable and, more surprisingly, beautiful wooden bat. Gripping it tightly and swinging it in the air a few times, Kullervo smiled, satisfied with his work.

Stepping up to the plate, Kullervo momentarily traded his desert apparel for a spare uniform he found lying in one of the locker rooms. As Simon made his announcement to the obviously roaring crowd, Kullervo made a few practice swings, eying Phobia carefully. Speaking a simple incantation, his crimson eye began to glow once more...

As the shadowy sphere flew towards him at the speed of a bullet, Kullervo's eyes quickly tracked down the ball, its speed and trajectory quickly understood. Kullervo reacted not only with the speed of a Servant, but as if he was given a "protection" from Phobia's umbral orb. This was due to the effect of the curse (blessing) Kullervo had placed on himself earlier, a blessing meant to prevent the wielder from being harmed by projectile attacks.

Eagerly, Kullervo swung his bat with all his might, knowing just where he needed to hit. Blackened lightning surged through the bat as it met the ball, creating a bright flash seen far from the park, followed by a deafening thunderclap. The force of impact between the two objects resulted in the bat shattering to mere splinters as the ball flew in a straight line towards the heavens.

"Did I win? I won, didn't I?!"

The home run brought a wide smile to Kullervo's face as he began to perform some sort of victory dance. Afterward, Kullervo started to walk away from the field, stretching himself out.

"Well, I'm done for today, Master! Your shadow seems to be a good sport, as well! If you want to play some more, it'd have to be after I'm done doing what I really came here for... Heh."

And so, Kullervo procured his copper hatchet once more, preparing to work the magical energy contained within this land to his favor. Kullervo had outlined this place not only because it had the words "Shadow" and "Rock" in its name, but also due to the mana pooled within these grounds... and Kullervo could use all the mana he could take for himself in order to sate his vengeance.

@Flood

Fate/High Rollers

"Such inner conflict... such turmoil... how intriguing." The figure seated beside Simon spoke with a raspy machine-like voice, spinning one of the psychic's star-shaped knives around a finger. For the most part, the man stayed silent, finding some sort of enjoyment in the bickering of the driver's split selves. Once authorization on the usage of the radio was properly bestowed, the figure raised his head excitedly. With a flourish, the figure swiftly reached for his hip, procuring a certain CD, whispering an incantation within it before throwing it into the CD player successfully and, surprisingly, without any sort of damage to the disc or the car's radio player.

"How do you like that, Master? I've been practicing!" The figure raised his head, his single eye glinting a scarlet sheen with excitement. In truth, however, the man had simply cast a spell on the disc, enforcing a fate that allowed it to find its way to the thrower's intended target. Whoever this figure was, he seemed to be both gifted and mercurial in the use of dark arts... and as the lights of the City of Sin began to shine on the Servant, his visage was made much clearer. Judging by his apparel, it seems that the man seated beside Simon also enjoyed a bit of souvenir shopping, sporting a wide-brimmed hat and a- wait. We aren't even in Mexico! Where did he even get that ponch-

Las Vegas Boulevard, Riding Down Sunrise

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As they made their way down Las Vegas Boulevard, Kullervo gazed towards the heart of the city, his smile growing eagerly. So much sin, so much hate, so much misfortune... this land truly was a nexus of misfortune, a swirling sandstorm in the middle of this barren desert. It was the perfect stage for his vengeance to be made once more. As he struggled to hold in his blood-lust any further, Kullervo turned the volume up on the radio to the max, rocking his head vigorously as he sunk himself into the raging sound of Nu Metal. As he lost himself into the music, he began to contemplate some of its lyrics. The singer had sung his regret about the terrible things he's done, but all Kullervo could wonder was what exactly were those things? It was then that Kullervo began to think of the things he, himself, has done... and would slowly feel like he was finally understood!

Before he could fully lose himself to the music, Kullervo opened the glove compartment, pulling out a city map both himself and his Master grabbed (and promptly defaced) at one of the gas stations on the way. Looking outside the window and seeing as they began to pass Nellis Air Force Base, Kullervo quickly traced his fingers from what he believes they're at to a key location on their map.

"Ah, Master! Before we get to our suite, how about we head over here first?" Kullervo pointed at the encircled location on his map: Shadow Rock Park. "I feel like we could warm up with a game of baseball before we get started with the night! What do you say?" Kullervo turned to Simon, then to Phobia. "And what about you? Think you can make us a ball and a bat or two out of shadows? Actually, never mind the bat... I think my sword could do just fine! Hahaha!"

_@Flood

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Sorry for being late. Got super sick over the weekend and was worried it was it-that-shall-not-be-named. Luckily it was just the flu~

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Michael Ongi

TK Group Office

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Michael made his way into the lobby with a yawn, staring at the business card in his hand. The look of the district piqued the swordsman's interest greatly, as if it was another guarantee that he would be made well-off after this job. Much more than that, it was possibly the first time in a long time that Michael felt like he didn't need to be looking over his shoulder when he made his way through the research district. If things go well, Michael may see about finding more work around this district after this! Maybe that degree will finally pay off...

"Yo!" Michael hollered to everyone as he strode towards the group, fashionably late. It was a good thing that they managed to form a well-rounded party, although most of them were on the younger side. It worried Michael only slightly, seeing as they were diving in a pretty dangerous Gate. At the same time, youth does have its advantages, and one of them even happened to be a Holder. Silver linings. Out of everyone however, the one person whose presence displeased Michael the most was the blue-haired rifle-woman. Snarky and opportunistic, she didn't seem like the type who would get along with others too well. At the same time, her choice of weapon appeared to fit her personality well at the very least, and having a marksman of any sort was always a welcome addition to any dive. Michael only hoped that she wasn't the type to be fond of friendly fire as well.

Michael's attention was quickly caught by the smoking woman. Not only was she the only unfamiliar face of the bunch, but she seemed to have an air of authority surrounding her... or maybe that's just the smoke. Either way, it seemed like she was the one to talk to, seeing as the ever-eager knightess was already asking her questions.

"You're Hyun-jin's boss, I take it? Feel free to brief us whenever. I'll just be calibrating my gear." Michael mentioned before turning his attention to his wrist-device. Pushing a few buttons, Michael's arm began to move in an erratic, yet somehow controlled matter. The movements seemed uncontrolled at first, and only those with keen eyes would be able to see the technique behind each stroke. It would also go without saying that these movements were only a fraction of how fast Michael would be able to move, serving as a bit of a "teaser" for when the group finally began their dive.

In Michael's case, he really just wanted to get some stretches in before he started on his dive, worried that he might dislocate his shoulder if he didn't. The ever-creeping feeling of his age getting to him lingered on, brought forth by the youth surrounding him. Even if he was still at a relatively young age, Michael still couldn't help but think that he was almost 30! It was a frightening thought, indeed.

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Feel free to skip me over a bit this round. I've had a hard time writing out posts atm.

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Fate/High Rollers

I'M ANGRY. ANGRY ABOUT FINNS.

Name: Kullervo

Title(s): Vengeful Son of Evil

Class: Avenger

Gender: Male

Attribute: Earth

Alignment: Chaotic Evil

Personality: The embodiment of hatred taking the shape of an all-consuming storm. A wicked child who was never given the chance to truly grow, Kullervo acts purely on his own impulses, doing what he believes is right and ignoring those around him. Being summoned as an Avenger has only warped Kullervo's mentality further, going so far as to destroy anyone who would dare spite him. Despite this, reasoning can be reached with his Master, especially if they share the same pain he had endured in his life: The pain of abuse and abandonment, to be torn from his family and sold off as a slave, and to have every semblance of his life taken from him. To those who are familiar with this abuse, Kullervo would sympathize with, taking on their burdens and allowing them to fuel the ever-raging tempest stirring deep within his heart, where naught but an overwhelming desire for vengeance remains.

Objective for the Grail: To ensure that no child would be subject to the same cruel fate that he had. Kullervo knows that his very existence is painted with the misery of his people and that he must carry that burden even in the Throne of Heroes. Rather than changing that fate, his wish is to ensure that no child should carry the same burden.

Biography: A wicked child of evil born from the collected grudges of his slaughtered tribe to its sole surviving mother, Kullervo was considered as a son spawned from evil. After a series of misfortunate events that influenced his upbringing, Kullervo finally achieved his vengeance at the cost of everything dear to him. Because the weight of his people's grudges along with the sins he had committed against his surviving family were too heavy of a weight to bear, Kullervo had resolved to end his cursed existence soon after he had his revenge. Essentially, Kullervo is the same as he was depicted in the Kalevala with one important denotation that he is made up of the tribe of Kalervo’s negative emotions. The manifestation of his tribe's grudges whose sole existence is to bring justice to the slaughtered.

Weapons: Aside from the broadsword of the High God Ukko, Kullervo's main weapon of choice as an Avenger is the grudges surging through his body and manifesting as blackened lightning, representing both his overflowing desire for revenge as well as his latent magical power. Kullervo also carries a copper hand-ax as a focus for casting spells as well as a complementary side-arm.

Parameters:

STR: C

END: B

AGI: C

MGI: A

LCK: -

Class Skills:

Avenger: B+
Signature class skill of the Avenger class, denoting one's state of being that gathers the hatred and resentment of others onto one's self. In other words, the very way of living as an Avenger. Not only is it easy for negative emotions to be drawn towards Kullervo, but he is empowered by them. The grudges of those around him only serve as fuel for Kullervo's tempestuous rage, that resentment automatically converted to both strength and energy. Gathering grudges is exceptionally easy due to Kullervo being a "living curse".

Memory Correction: A
Class skill of the Avenger class. Humans, as living things, are forgetful of many things, but an Avenger never forgets. Consumed with a rage for the vast misfortunes both he and his tribe have suffered, Kullervo's hatred will never falter. An endless storm rages through Kullervo's heart. It’s this unending torrent that caused him to abandon and even curse his own family in his desire to obtain revenge. By attacking from beyond the memories of his opponents (and because he also carries the memories of his tribe), critical effects are strengthened.

Self-Replenishment (Mana): -
Class skill of the Avenger class. Until one's revenge is complete, magical energy is endlessly replenished. However, this skill has been sublimated into The Vengeful Storm That Rages Endlessly due to Kullervo's form of mana replenishment going above and beyond the limits of this skill.

Personal Skills:

Witchcraft (Wild): B-
Signifies one as a practitioner of the black arts. Kullervo was noted to have an incredible talent with sorcery and alongside the nature of his body containing numerous grudges, he would truly be a first-class genius at the art if not for his ill-fated life. Instead, Kullervo impulsively wields a vast assortment of curses and other dark magics as a weapon against all those who would spite him. However, because he wildly casts spells due to his anger, the expected outcomes are more varied and the effects are much harder to control.

Madness of the Spirits: A
The maddening howls of Kullervo, a child born from the countless grudges of the murdered tribe of Kalervo, scour the Earth, causing the spirits sleeping from within to stir and crush the will of all opposition. A mental interference effect that temporarily decreases the STR and AGI of his opponents, Kullervo's screams carry the collective weight of his tribe's rage and anguish.

Prana Burst (Lightning): C+
Magical energy is infused with the element of Lightning, surging from one's weapons and body. A skill that combines Kullervo's internal magical energy along with the properties of his Noble Phantasm, Ukonvasara. Summoned as an Avenger, blackened lightning overflows from Kullervo's body, enhanced and made stronger by the resentment accumulated within him, bestowing this lightning with a grudge effect and further darkening it. Eternally, Kullervo is covered in a furious tempest that grows along with his anger, protecting him in an armor of cursed lightning that also serves as a manifestation of his all-consuming desire for vengeance.

The Vengeful Storm That Rages Endlessly: A
A mutation of the Galvanism skill made by synchronizing his Noble Phantasm with his existence as an Avenger and as a "living curse". Rather than stray magical energy, negative emotions and even curses are instead converted into electricity used to further fuel his quest for vengeance. The grudge-filled electricity paints Kullervo's mana, darkening his magical energy. Because of his state as an Avenger, who is constantly filled with negative emotions, this skill constantly fuels Kullervo like an engine in perpetual motion. So long as the storm within his heart continues to rage on, not even the World can end his existence.

Noble Phantasm:

Name: Ukonvasara

Title: Blood-Thirsting Thunderbolt of the Sky God

Rank: C ~ A+

NP Type: Anti-Fortress

Range: 1 ~ 50

Maximum Number of Targets: 300

The magical broadsword given to Kullervo by the High God Ukko, Sky Father of the Finns. A "sentient" sword that can move and attack on its own, its main ability is to grant its wielder the destructive power of Ukko, the blade itself containing the High God's lightning. However, it seems as if this power has been severely weakened due to not being summoned under the Saber class, losing the ability to launch direct bolts of lightning. Instead, Kullervo has directed Ukonvasara's power internally through the use of his witchcraft, granting him the Prana Burst (Lightning) skill and essentially serving as a glorified lightning rod.

Because Kullervo's body is filled with grudges, the lightning borne from the blade is also strengthened with these negative emotions, resulting in a peculiar effect that allows the blade to transcend its normal limits. By invoking the blade's True Name and striking it into the ground like a thunderbolt, the tempest of hatred held within Kullervo is brought outward all around him, resulting in a destructive maelstrom that scales in conjunction with Kullervo's accumulated grudges. If sufficiently powered, this storm has enough destructive power to raze an entire forest or wipe an entire village off the map, permanently scouring the Earth with Kullervo's hatred.

Interestingly, the sword is also capable of speech. However, the personality of the sword has been significantly warped into that of a blood-starved murderer due to holding the countless grudges contained within its wielder. Even the blood of Kullervo's allies or even the wielder himself would satisfy the sword's blood lust. A terrible conversation partner, but otherwise loyal to whoever wields it. A sword is made to be a tool used for killing, after all.

Fate/High Rollers

I'M ANGRY. ANGRY ABOUT FINNS.

Name: Kullervo

Title(s): Vengeful Son of Evil

Class: Avenger

Gender: Male

Attribute: Earth

Alignment: Chaotic Evil

Personality: The embodiment of hatred taking the shape of an all-consuming storm. A wicked child who was never given the chance to truly grow, Kullervo acts purely on his own impulses, doing what he believes is right and ignoring those around him. Being summoned as an Avenger has only warped Kullervo's mentality further, going so far as to destroy anyone who would dare spite him. Despite this, reasoning can be reached with his Master, especially if they share the same pain he had endured in his life: The pain of abuse and abandonment, to be torn from his family and sold off as a slave, and to have every semblance of his life taken from him. To those who are familiar with this abuse, Kullervo would sympathize with, taking on their burdens and allowing them to fuel the ever-raging tempest stirring deep within his heart, where naught but an overwhelming desire for vengeance remains.

Objective for the Grail: To ensure that no child would be subject to the same cruel fate that he had. Kullervo knows that his very existence is painted with the misery of his people and that he must carry that burden even in the Throne of Heroes. Rather than changing that fate, his wish is to ensure that no child should carry the same burden.

Biography: A wicked child of evil born from the collected grudges of his slaughtered tribe to its sole surviving mother, Kullervo was considered as a son spawned from evil. After a series of misfortunate events that influenced his upbringing, Kullervo finally achieved his vengeance at the cost of everything dear to him. Because the weight of his people's grudges along with the sins he had committed against his surviving family were too heavy of a weight to bear, Kullervo had resolved to end his cursed existence soon after he had his revenge. Essentially, Kullervo is the same as he was depicted in the Kalevala with one important denotation that he is made up of the tribe of Kalervo’s negative emotions. The manifestation of his tribe's grudges whose sole existence is to bring justice to the slaughtered.

Weapons: Aside from the broadsword of the High God Ukko, Kullervo's main weapon of choice as an Avenger is the grudges surging through his body and manifesting as blackened lightning, representing both his overflowing desire for revenge as well as his latent magical power. Kullervo also carries a copper hand-ax as a focus for casting spells as well as a complementary side-arm.

Parameters:

STR: C

END: B

AGI: C

MGI: A

LCK: -

Class Skills:

Avenger: B+
Signature class skill of the Avenger class, denoting one's state of being that gathers the hatred and resentment of others onto one's self. In other words, the very way of living as an Avenger. Not only is it easy for negative emotions to be drawn towards Kullervo, but he is empowered by them. The grudges of those around him only serve as fuel for Kullervo's tempestuous rage, that resentment automatically converted to both strength and energy. Gathering grudges is exceptionally easy due to Kullervo being a "living curse".

Memory Correction: A
Class skill of the Avenger class. Humans, as living things, are forgetful of many things, but an Avenger never forgets. Consumed with a rage for the vast misfortunes both he and his tribe have suffered, Kullervo's hatred will never falter. An endless storm rages through Kullervo's heart. It’s this unending torrent that caused him to abandon and even curse his own family in his desire to obtain revenge. By attacking from beyond the memories of his opponents (and because he also carries the memories of his tribe), critical effects are strengthened.

Self-Replenishment (Mana): -
Class skill of the Avenger class. Until one's revenge is complete, magical energy is endlessly replenished. However, this skill has been sublimated into The Vengeful Storm That Rages Endlessly due to Kullervo's form of mana replenishment going above and beyond the limits of this skill.

Personal Skills:

Witchcraft (Wild): B-
Signifies one as a practitioner of the black arts. Kullervo was noted to have an incredible talent with sorcery and alongside the nature of his body containing numerous grudges, he would truly be a first-class genius at the art if not for his ill-fated life. Instead, Kullervo impulsively wields a vast assortment of curses and other dark magics as a weapon against all those who would spite him. However, because he wildly casts spells due to his anger, the expected outcomes are more varied and the effects are much harder to control.

Madness of the Spirits: A
The maddening howls of Kullervo, a child born from the countless grudges of the murdered tribe of Kalervo, scour the Earth, causing the spirits sleeping from within to stir and crush the will of all opposition. A mental interference effect that temporarily decreases the STR and AGI of his opponents, Kullervo's screams carry the collective weight of his tribe's rage and anguish.

Prana Burst (Lightning): C+
Magical energy is infused with the element of Lightning, surging from one's weapons and body. A skill that combines Kullervo's internal magical energy along with the properties of his Noble Phantasm, Ukonvasara. Summoned as an Avenger, blackened lightning overflows from Kullervo's body, enhanced and made stronger by the resentment accumulated within him, bestowing this lightning with a grudge effect and further darkening it. Eternally, Kullervo is covered in a furious tempest that grows along with his anger, protecting him in an armor of cursed lightning that also serves as a manifestation of his all-consuming desire for vengeance.

The Vengeful Storm That Rages Endlessly: A
A mutation of the Galvanism skill made by synchronizing his Noble Phantasm with his existence as an Avenger and as a "living curse". Rather than stray magical energy, negative emotions and even curses are instead converted into electricity used to further fuel his quest for vengeance. The grudge-filled electricity paints Kullervo's mana, darkening his magical energy. Because of his state as an Avenger, who is constantly filled with negative emotions, this skill constantly fuels Kullervo like an engine in perpetual motion. So long as the storm within his heart continues to rage on, not even the World can end his existence.

Noble Phantasm:

Name: Ukonvasara

Title: Blood-Thirsting Thunderbolt of the Sky God

Rank: C ~ A+

NP Type: Anti-Fortress

Range: 1 ~ 50

Maximum Number of Targets: 300

The magical broadsword given to Kullervo by the High God Ukko, Sky Father of the Finns. A "sentient" sword that can move and attack on its own, its main ability is to grant its wielder the destructive power of Ukko, the blade itself containing the High God's lightning. However, it seems as if this power has been severely weakened due to not being summoned under the Saber class, losing the ability to launch direct bolts of lightning. Instead, Kullervo has directed Ukonvasara's power internally through the use of his witchcraft, granting him the Prana Burst (Lightning) skill and essentially serving as a glorified lightning rod.

Because Kullervo's body is filled with grudges, the lightning borne from the blade is also strengthened with these negative emotions, resulting in a peculiar effect that allows the blade to transcend its normal limits. By invoking the blade's True Name and striking it into the ground like a thunderbolt, the tempest of hatred held within Kullervo is brought outward all around him, resulting in a destructive maelstrom that scales in conjunction with Kullervo's accumulated grudges. If sufficiently powered, this storm has enough destructive power to raze an entire forest or wipe an entire village off the map, permanently scouring the Earth with Kullervo's hatred.

Interestingly, the sword is also capable of speech. However, the personality of the sword has been significantly warped into that of a blood-starved murderer due to holding the countless grudges contained within its wielder. Even the blood of Kullervo's allies or even the wielder himself would satisfy the sword's blood lust. A terrible conversation partner, but otherwise loyal to whoever wields it. A sword is made to be a tool used for killing, after all.