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Fate/Factitious Paradigm

Vlado Nikolic

What?

@Cu Chulainn@Paradox Witch@EnterTheHero

Vlado opened his eyes, his brow scrunching in confusion as he attempted to figure out what just happened. The bartender seemed absolutely panicked, trying to get the New Lifer to drink something before everything simply went black. There was no warning, no attack, the connection was simply cut. A minute passed as Vlado rubbed his temples with the palm of his hands, smearing dried blood all over his face as his expression began to cloud. "What the fuck?" He muttered to himself, a curse escaping his mouth despite his best efforts. Another minute passed, Vlado slowly realizing that either the Servant had simply disintegrated him for simply not being inebriated, or the bar itself rejected the existence of anything not inebriated. Considering the Servant had posted flyers all over town, he didn't think the Servant had attacked him. But this could just be a very clever trap devised by the teacher of the most legendary Greek heroes to ever exist. Heracles, Achilles, Medus, Perseus, Jason, this man slash horse had taught the bravest and most fierce heroes to ever be known throughout the world. But none of them were known for cowardly sneak attacks. Well, Jason was a bit of a coward in his opinion. But that was besides the point. No, it must be some property of the bar itself, perhaps a Noble Phantasm that can't be turned off by Chiron. "Gah! I'm getting nowhere sitting around and just thinking about this! Doctor! I need another New Lifer, the old one disintegrated!" There was a clear hint of frustration in his voice as he got up from his chair, pushing past several stationary civilians/servants as he went to find Frankenstein.

As he opened the front door of the house he was staying in at the moment, Vlado passed by Franziska standing guard with her new siblings, always ready to defend him from enemies. He stopped and let out a deep sigh, turning to the first born of Frankenstein with the most pleasant smile he could muster at the moment. "Hello Fran! It is wonderful to see you enjoying life as always! I need you to pick up something from the docks posthaste, your new new siblings have arrived!" He ran a hand through his hair as he talked, a habit he had developed in his youth whenever he was particularly frustrated. Feeling something in his fingers always helped, so he tended to run his fingers through his long flowing hair. He did not wait for a response as he turned away, letting out a quick "Thank you for your hard work!" as he walked towards the doctor's workshop/storage area. It was a bright new day, full of opportunities! Including the opportunity to gain two new command seals, but that was something Vlado was willing to wait on. They had the manpower sure, but Vlado was the patient type. He wouldn't move until he was absolutely sure every domino was perfectly in place.

He soon arrived at the warehouse, admiring the large doors for but a moment before laying his hands on the handles. Vlado pushed the large doors open, a hasty yet efficient construction job done by both the New Lifers and the many "Igors" that Vlado had been procuring over the past few days. The inside could only be described as a factory of horror, corpses strewn about the tables as New Lifers and Igors worked on prepping them for Victor. Vlado too was apart of this process, working alongside the Caster most of the time unless like today, he had a separate agenda. His eyes landed on Victor, who was hard at work on his latest project, Vlado did not bother saying anything to him so as not to disturb the scientist at work. "Let's see, let's see... Ah, perfect!" He grabbed the lifeless body muttered a quick aria, hopping on a table as he began his prep for the new familiar.

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The next corpse that approached Chiron's Bar looked significantly less full of life, and much more deadly. Not deadly to any Servant of course, not unless there were ten of them all ganging up on the Servant at once. And even then, it would have to be one of the weaker Servants. This New Lifer was tall, about 185 centimeters of pure dead Japanese muscle, shaved bald to add to the intimidation factor. To add to all of this, the corpse was covered in scars, shown off by the lack of shirt and further distinguished by the slightly grey tone of it's skin. The walking corpse also looked to be very angry, but that was just how his face looked at all times really. In reality Vlado was more annoyed than anything, hopefully he could get the other corpse back. As he approached the bar, he finally noticed the sign that warned him of the dangers of the bar. His scowl deepened as he knocked on the door of the bar, stepping back and waiting for someone to answer. Whenever someone did, Vlado would begin speaking. "I'm here to talk to the Master and Servant running the local crime organization. I believe they are called yakuza."

Fate/Factitious Paradigm

Archer of Lightning
Wakey Wakey

@Froppy@EnterTheHero@Reflection@Yukitamas@Kyoka@Scallop

A groan emanated from the Archer's lips as he attempted to reach to his head and rub his face. Everything hurt, he felt like he had the worst hangover of his life... Oh wait, he did. Can't reach up to grab his head either, must've been quite the wild night. He tried to move his arm again and immediately realized the problem. Right, no arm. A quick activation of Natural Genius and he recalled the events of the last night, including flashes of something that could only be described as a Monster trying to devour him. Yet he was still alive. How strange. Yet that didn't explain the strange feeling of something biting him or the somewhat heavy weight breathing on top of him. The crunch of sand underneath his back signified that he was likely on the beach, but the stranger feeling was the bandages on his stump and the foreign substance in his chest cavity. He certainly wasn't dying anymore, just in a lot of pain.

"Well, I suppose it's time to wake up." Tesla murmured to himself as he slowly opened his eyes, wincing at the harsh sunlight that blinded him for a moment. His pupils dilated as they adjusted to the sudden brightness of day, a curtain of purple clouding his vision still even afterwards. His robot arm slowly moved upwards, still very functional despite the massive storm that should've destroyed it, clearing away the purple... hair? Oh god.

Indeed, Shuten Douji was currently on top of his chest, nibbling on him while taking a nap. A myriad of emotions ran through Tesla's head within seconds, pure utter rage for her betrayal, joy for her coming back, relief that she hadn't killed him in his coma, confusion because she hadn't killed him in his coma, but the one that stood out the most was the love he still felt for her. How he could possibly feel love for someone who had taken both of his arms and many ribs was unknown, but he felt it regardless. A sigh escaped his lips as he picked her up with his robot arm as best he could, wincing as he felt the debris shift around inside his chest as he stood up.

"I'm absolutely mad."

---

The destruction that the city had gone through was horrific. Without a doubt, this was a national crisis that had never been seen before in Japan. And he had started it, if not directly than through inaction at the least. He could've stopped Shuten from starting those fires, he could have prevented this tragedy. But he didn't, because he was just so in love with her. "I suppose no normal love could ever be enough for the Modern Prometheus." He mused to himself quietly as he stared at the city before him. A minute passed before Tesla turned around, limping towards the Church with Oni under arm. "Master! I'm home!" The door was kicked open, revealing a battletorn Tesla limping through the doors with what was clearly a demon in his arm. "Get my materials ready, I need to make a new arm, posthaste! Also I'm going to need the Persian's assistance once more, there is a large hole in my chest that needs to be fixed!" And thus the mad scientist's began his work, just another day in the life of Nikola Tesla.

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Vlado Nikolic

A Deal Is Struck

@Cu Chulainn@Paradox Witch

A merry tune echoed from the old man's lips as he walked towards the bar at the break of dawn. He was a balding old man, short, japanese, but he looked absolutely full of life to the casual observer. Except he wasn't full of life, no this was a dead man walking. The door opened quietly, the old man walking to the nearest bar stool and looking at Dionysus with a smile. The first thing he would notice was undoubtedly his eyes, glassy and dead yet looking straight at him. His skin was cold and his chest didn't move, for he had no need to breathe. The next thing he noticed would be the unfitting voice that emerged from the old man's mouth, a heavy European accent. "Hello Mr. Bartender! I would like to speak to the yakuza who own's this bar, along with his Servant!" The old man grinned, a toothless grin that should've inhibited his ability to speak yet the words that came out were as clear as day.

"You can let them know that a fellow Master would like to strike a deal after that terrible fire from last night." His hands were folded atop one another on top of the bar, revealing a crude drawing of a Command Seal, clearly done with red ink. Or perhaps blood.

Fate/Factitious Paradigm

Archer of Lightning
To Understand an Oni

@Froppy

Ah, of course. It was as her fingers tightened on his that he understood what was going to happen, not even needing a skill to know he was in danger from the love of an Oni. Her touch was cold, o she wasn't cold it was just him. Of course, how absolutely hilarious. It was so funny it made him want to break someone's neck. Tesla stared her in the eyes and smiled, but this smile was robbed of all warmth he had previously held. Truly Shuten had robbed him of all the warmth he held in that moment, his heart no longer fluttered but it beat a calm steady rhythm as he decided on his course of action. There would be no escaping without consequences, that much was certain.

So the course of action was to be that then? How hilarious. Truly the funniest joke he had ever been the subject of. Now for the punchline. He raised his mechanical arm into the air, lightning sparking in his hand as he whispered but a single word.

"Keuranos."

His arm swung down just as the beautiful Oni began her attack, the world lighting up in a brilliant flash of white. All throughout the city would see it, a magnificent blast of energy tearing through the last bridge connecting the plain formerly known as Miyama and Shinto. From the Church to the Temple, all would see the might of the Modern Prometheus as he struck out against the one he loved.

Where there had once been land, now there was not. But it was not a full invocation, for there would be no possibility of Tesla surviving his own full power. No, this was merely an A ranked blast of pure lightning, blasting the ground between Tesla and Shuten and blowing them apart. He was heavily injured, only surviving thanks to using Galvanism to absorb most of the energy that had struck him. Burns from the energy that seared his skin, lacerations from the myriad of shrapnel that cut through his flesh as he flew backwards, but this was not the end of his injuries. There was also the hand sized hole in his chest, mere millimeters from his spinal column. To try and tear out his spine, what a vicious attack from the tiny girl he loved so. But without doubt, the greatest injury was the one you couldn't even see, and that didn't mean the internal bleeding.

No, it was his shattered heart. How absolutely hilarious, to remain solitary and without love throughout his life. And the first time it finds him it tries to kill him. Truly the funniest joke of them all. It was these thoughts that floated through his mind as he stared at the sky, floating in the river surrounded by pieces of bridge.

Fate/Factitious Paradigm

Archer of Lightning
A Tender Moment With Darling

@Froppy

Shuten was quite talkative as Tesla worked on his weather machine, claiming to be masterless despite the fact that she was here. Unless she had an Independent Action of EX, there was no possible way she could be sustaining her existence without any type of master. But knowing the capricious Oni besides him, she might just be. There was really no telling with such a chaotic existence like herself. She shared her name freely, a pang of guilt striking Tesla as he realized he had not shared his own name. "Oh my... My Sweetheart is so clever, to make a comfortable home for his lightning from just scrap metal... You're so smart it's kind of scary, you know?" Tesla paused his work as she said this, wrapping her arm around his form as the machine continued to pump out it's strange blue smoke into the sky. His heart fluttered as he felt her press herself into him, he had never felt something like this in his life. Of course he logically knew that this was love, so many great authors and poets had described this sensation in his reading that he would obviously know what it was. But no description on paper could ever truly capture the beating of his heart, the dilating of eyes as he looked upon the woman of his affections, the nerves as he wondered if she would still feel this way if she knew who he really was, not the God of Lightning but a mere man.

It was strange really, to think he would so easily fall in love with someone so unlike himself. Whereas he lived his life shackled by his many habits and rituals, the Oni of Mount Ooe lived strictly by her own desires. When she wanted something she went for it with no inhibitions, no matter what the cost. Perhaps there was a sort of beauty in that kind of life. She pressed herself into the cold metal of his false arm, the arm that she had taken. "...Oh but I've caused you so much trouble haven't I? I'm the most terrible wife in the world... You really are too good for me sweetheart, to not just tolerate but to such a terrible little woman in her curiosities." The wind rushed towards them, sending their hair and clothes flying about wildly as the world of Achilles crashed into Miyama, annihilating any life that may have been left. A storm brewed quickly afterwards, something far stronger than Tesla could have ever created with his hastily made weather machine. But it mattered not.

All that mattered was the woman pressed into him, interlocking her fingers with his own with a gentleness unfitting of the terrible Oni of legend. Tesla smiled lovingly, clenching her hand softly as they looked into each others eyes, something he had never experienced in his work dominated past life. "Don't say something like that. You are the most wonderful thing I have ever experienced, I would go through anything if it meant spending but another minute with you. You are my darling after all." He used no skills to find the words, he simply drew upon what he was feeling in that moment. The first words of love he had ever spoken, both in this life and the last. To see her smile that smile, something filled with happiness simply from him, it was a feeling unmatched by any other.

Perhaps if he held her tightly enough, they could stay in this moment forever, untouched by the cruel war they fought in.

Kurai Majoko: Dark Magical Girls

Ami Murota

The only thing that had managed to calm Ami down were the words of her friends, were it not for the calm reprimand of Chie or the sarcastic bite of Kanbaru she probably would've tried to break those magical girls in twain like the toothpicks they were. But calm down she did, choosing to glare at them with as much venom as she could muster until they left finally. Chie mentioned how there was no way they could use the club room anymore after this, a regretful frown marring Ami's beautiful features as she poked her fingers together. "I-I'm sorry. They were just so... so... I couldn't control myself... Sorry." She was starting to tear up a little until their wonderful club president cut in and asked if she was okay, with a cheeky little remark on the side about how the nurse was so familiar with Ami. Ami's cheeks puffed out in annoyance as she glared at her, this glare much more childish then the vitriol filled glare from not even a minute before. "Hey! She doesn't know me that well!" The nurse really did know her very well. They had nicknames for each other by now they were so familiar with one another.

Luckily the club president always had a way to save the day as she simply asked Chie to switch out the desk with another room's desk. Ami straightened up and smiled, running over to Chie and giving her a massive hug. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" It was only for a few seconds, but after detaching Ami looked like the happiest girl on the planet. Or at least in the clubroom right now. Touka continued, hosting the party somewhere else did sound much more fun than this stuffy old classroom. Then she decided how to decide who would host the party, and if it was even possible Ami's smile got even brighter.

One hand on hip, Ami raised one leg and put her foot down on an empty chair, a cocky smile adorning her shining features as she looked around. "Oh man, it's been forever since I got to fight something that wasn't a stupid slime monster! You're all in for it tonight!" She laughed loudly, before pausing as a sudden thought came to mind. "Wait. How would a tournament decide a loser?"

Kurai Majoko: Dark Magical Girls

I'd like to retract my statement, I made a snap decision that I regret. I'll try and post today, I'm just not feeling to good so it'll be a short one probably.

Kurai Majoko: Dark Magical Girls

Hey so uhh, I think I'm going to be dropping this RP. I have a lot on my plate and I feel like I'm not really meshing well with everyone here character wise. Sorry, but I'm just not enjoying playing.

Fate/Factitious Paradigm

Zeus(?)
Restoration of Corrupted Mentality

@Froppy@EnterTheHero

The black flames rushed and roared at the madman who above them, attempting to lick at his heels and consume his very soul. "The flames of Hades come to consume the fallen! Flee you pathetic hounds, run into the River Styx with your tail between your legs and let the underworld consume you!" But the maddened Servant could not comprehend the severity of the situation, he merely saw a new hazard to fight amidst. But all games must end, for Tesla saw Shuten leaping into the air towards him, graceful as always as she landed in his arms with nary a thought. "Sweetheart, I've grown boooored and it's getting hoooot! We're leaving now!" Tesla stood still in the air for a moment, trying to comprehend the idea of leaving before all the defiant mortals had perished. But the fire raged on, the inferno's crackling and screaming cutting through his maddened state.

Perhaps it was the fumes finally getting to him, perhaps it was a side effect of Disengage activating, maybe it was even Shuten's presence so close to him, but the Mental Corruption that he had induced upon himself so many hours ago was beginning to wear thin. The situation was finally registering, the world was ablaze and everyone was dying. But there was no time to dwell on this, while he may have helped start the initial fire with his inaction, other parties had turned it into the mass of grudges and curses that it was now. Tesla's eyes narrowed a tad as he remembered the day his lab burnt down and with it most of his livelihood. No, now was not the time to dwell on past (future?) memories. "Indeed, it is time to go." Tesla leapt away from the fire just as it snapped at his position, creating steps of lightning as he dashed towards Shinto Town.

---

Their arrival was not long after, utilizing even an Agility of C was more than enough to get them across Miyama and the river within minutes. Tesla scanned the horizon, several red lines appearing over each bridge he saw as his mortars changed targets. And then they began to fire once more, pounding the bridges into shrapnel and sawdust within seconds. Slowly he descended to ground level, halting his assault on the bridges and leaving one left standing, the very one he stood before now. "You may want to go find your Master, make sure he is safe amidst the fires of Hades. My invite to the Church is still open, but for now I must take care of things." Tesla gently set her down, his eyes glazing over slightly as he established contact with Suzaku. "You may want to stay inside the Church for now Master. It's the farthest you could possibly get from the fire.' And then he began his work.

Not much time passed before a strange machine with various Tesla coils and wiring stood before him, pumping out a strange gas into the sky at an rapid pace. Indeed, this machine would induce rain, a heavy rain to try and impede the flames as much as possible until someone else could handle them. Tesla would watch the fire for now, but if it showed no signs of stopping, he would have to take matters into his own hands. It was as he thought this that he noticed a man falling from the sky. Now this could only be a Servant of course, no vehicle of flight had yet been invented so it was impossible for this to be a regular person. He heard a faint cry in the distance, perhaps an activation of a Noble Phantasm, it was impossible to distinguish the words from this distance.

It mattered not. What mattered was what happened next, what could only be described as a world being born into existence. It was as if the moon had suddenly fell upon Earth, crushing everything underneath it into mere atoms. Tesla was almost ready to call upon System Keuranos just to shoot it out of the air, but he held back. While he mourned for the inevitable loss of lives coming from this force of destruction on course with Miyama, it would be enough to stop the fire. And so Tesla braced for impact as he watched a world fall.

Fate/Factitious Paradigm

Zeus
Reveling With New Best Friend Shuten Douji

@Froppy@Reflection@Scallop@Yukitamas@Kyoka@EnterTheHero

Without a doubt, the battle had been decisively ended. The swordsman without a sword had been disarmed in both senses of the word, the poison from Shuten Douji's blade would likely do him in within the hour. But the battle was not over, no not even close. A shockwave of hate pummeled the mad scientist from below, but it was brushed off as easily as he brushed off Hera's wrath. Another enemy rode towards the mountain gods with reckless abandon, riding atop a mighty steed of ivory and gold crying out for justice for the fool who would dare interrupt a god's reverie. An ally of the one who would interrupt the delight of the gods then. She must fall. "Then you too shall fall pathetic mortal! Fall before my thunderous wrath!" A single monocle formed over Tesla's right eye, a tool granting a form of Pseudo-Clairvoyance to allow his righteous fury to fall upon any no matter the distance or difficulty of the shot.

But there was another feature of this tool of war, as invisible red lines began to appear all around Trieu. Lines that only Tesla could see no less. Back at the Church, anyone who bothered to look at the roof of the church would see several large cannons peeking out, aimed upwards and towards the Foreigner District. But even if they didn't bother to look, they would surely notice the moment the cannons began to fire, the boom of thunder signalling the beginning of Tesla's mortar assault on the Rider before him.

"Let the Heavens open and reveal..." The first shot would land a few yards to the right of the mountainous pachyderm, wood and dirt exploding upwards as the first lightning bolt struck the Earth. "LIGHTNING!" But this was not the end of his assault, no this was merely the beginning as more lightning bolts rained from the sky all around Trieu, while Tesla aimed directly at the Rider with a bundle of lightning bolts in hand and a manic smile on face. The bolts were thrown, soaring over Shuten and headed right towards Trieu, explosions continuing to rain from the sky all the while.

Fate/Factitious Paradigm

Zeus
Horrible Burning Trash Fire, Day Two
Reveling With New Best Friend Shuten Douji

@Froppy@Reflection

Tesla applauded as Shuten broke yet another bottle, having induced Mental Corruption on himself a bit ago in order to better understand the corrupted logic of the King of Mount Ooe. "Indeed! I have never heard any expression quite like that on the mountains of Olympus, what do you mean by-"

The harshest noise Tesla had ever heard cut through the conversation, drowning out anything Shuten or Tesla had to say and shaking the very earth underneath them. The many civilians she had hypnotized with her overflowing charisma and demonic charm were suddenly snapped out of there reverie, a look of horror crossing their face as they ran directly into the fire that was razing the city around them. When had that fire gotten here? Was it always so black and malignant, as though it had been filled with the grudges and hate of every citizen struck down by Zeus? Oh well, the fire mattered not in the moment. All that mattered was the fool who would dare interrupt a god's merrymaking, such a fool would not live to see the morrow.

"Sweetie, I have a better idea for our date... Something to get the blood pumping now that we've limbered up a little." His internal monologue was cut off by Shuten, whose sickly sweet smile would've terrified any sane man who knew her identity as he did. She touched him gently, whispering into his ear as he stared into the distance and nodded. Eyes filled with Madness gazed upon the fool holding the horn, followed by an equally mad smile. Mere moments later they were off, Shuten carrying Tesla as though they had been freshly married, their honeymoon of blood soon to begin.

---

The Oni's speed was unmatched, it had been a miracle that he had managed to escape from such a swift predator the night before. But miracles were Tesla's specialty in the end, he was the God of Lightning after all. They soon arrived at the rooftop, Tesla providing directions to Shuten Douji as they made their way towards the culprit. The final jump was upon them and Tesla prepared to dismount, but Shuten had a much better plan in mind that he was happy to follow. "Fly high sweetheart, and fall like lightning~!"

Tesla flew into the air, fast enough to land among the clouds and roar his thunderous cry. "Feel the wrath of Zeus, let lightning rain from the heavens and strike down the mortal who would dare to interrupt his merriment!" At the apex of his arc a step of electricity formed beneath his left foot, a perfect perch for the God of Lightning to look down upon the dead man walking. His arm swung back behind him, a bolt of lightning forming in his hand as he calculated the perfect trajectory- ah yes, that would work. He clutched the bolt tightly, the energy made material seemingly cracking as he began his throw, his arm swinging downwards directly at Roland. Then he released. A boom of thunder echoed through the sky, despite the lack of clouds or rain all through the city would hear the might of Zeus as he tore through the foolish paladin. As the lightning bolt flew through the air it continued to crack, on the point of shattering at even the slightest touch. Until finally it struck the ground right behind Roland, exploding with another boom of thunder.

But it did not end there, already Tesla had formed a complete perch beneath himself and was continuing to rain death from above all around Roland, bolts of lightning hitting the ground and exploding all over the battleground to both limit Roland's movement options and attempting to cripple him for Shuten to land the finishing blow. "Behold! The God of Lightning, Zeus. has come to take your soul and cast it down into the deepest depths of Tartarus! Make sure to tell Hades that his brother says hello!" His maniacal laugh cut through the air, only to be drowned out by more explosions explosion as Tesla threw another bolt of lightning down at Roland.