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Current Two days ago, Noble Arms is indisputably four years old, spread out across three threads, and the third thread is still ongoing and about to reach the endgame...
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Can't believe that I actually got an RP close to its endgame, btw...
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Noble Arms is now either four years old, or three years and eleven months. The third thread had lasted for more than one year.
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New Interest Check, everybody!
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My Roleplay, Noble Arms: The ASEAN War, will reach its 4th year in June or July. It's been a long journey.
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Intermission Five - Aftermath of Victory

Municipality of Lubao, Pampanga Province, Philippines - 1/1/2023, 9:20 AM, UTC+8

Henri's shield hit Feng's, causing a bright flash at the point of collision and an explosion of force punctuated by motes of glittering matter.

"You!" Feng shouted at Henry as she staggered back, her shield opening up to reveal a maw of darkness that spat out three limp figures in red-and-black clothes that marked them as given by her. "I guess... You win."

Mirage Space collapsed, and the three prone figures were revealed to be shellsocked, semi-concious, but recognizable men; one was Noel Alonso, Task Force Obsidian's captured leader, the other was Mykhailo Martinez, a captured Pilot who must have gotten his Noble Arm in Chinese captivity, and the third was Shen Tu, a former aide to the Zodiac member Huo Ren until he was charged with treason shortly after Huo Ren's death.

Feng's body, which had transmuted itself to Magical Ether in the height of the battle, was dissolving into more motes of light, and as she tried to stop it, she was saying, "No, no, no... It cannot end this way! Please, someone, save me!"

Now, will they let her die, or could they improvise some way to save her?

Any option was valid at this point.

@Amidatelion@Chiro@Nimbus@Digmata@Ducksworth@Gerlando@Lloki@Creative Chaos (if returning) @Paths of Parity@Gerlando (if returning).
Intermission Five - Aftermath of Victory

Municipality of Lubao, Pampanga Province, Philippines - 1/1/2023, 9:20 AM, UTC+8

Feng was mildly glowing, alternating between the royal blue of the avatars of the Seven Virtues she had absorbed and the red of the Avatar of Superbia she had also devoured. This light flared as Henri's bullet disintegrated upon contact with her body, even as Crown Prince Shinyahito shouted, "Mr. Janessens, use your Shield! The Pig of the Zodiac is glowing like that because she turned her body into pure magical energy, which in turn is because she has absorbed various Avatars of the Virtues and Superbia!"

The Crown Prince had thrust his Noble Arm (a spear) into the ground, and it was glowing; some sort of analysis power was at work?

As for the others' efforts, Feng was avoiding the puddles of metallic fluid Peony was releasing onto the ground, dancing out of their way, not botheirng to hide how looking at them scared her a little. She hurled a meteor - one the size of a truck at the American Arms Master, even as Callie's portals shredded her autopistol, forcing her to draw another one - No, more like that other one moved on its own, flying out of Feng's armored dress, and fired wildly at Nil and Marta, forcing them to deal with a spray of bullets.

Then Cristina clashed with Feng, only for the Pig of the Zodiac to bash her shield onto Cristina's sword with surprising strength and force, before Lukas' powers finally found a chink her her mental armor, filling her with the feeling of hunger and memories of starvation.

"NO!" she screamed in rage and fear, bashing Cristina's sword again and again and if Cristina failed to dodge even once, bashing Cristina herself. This outburst opened a way for Henri to charge in; his own shield could overcome her own if it just made contact.

In the meantime, Jin Li was fulfilling his purpose for being here, using his Noble Arm to hurl jets of water that both cooled down and push away the meteors, while Princess Fukuyo was leaping up to cut down each falling rock while Myron and Bahram were shooting down the bits and pieces of each cut and cooled meteors that rained down on them.

Now there was a chance to win! One charge, and Feng could not just be defeated, but Noel, Mykhailo, and another prisoner can be freed...

@Amidatelion@Chiro@Nimbus@Digmata@Gerlando@Lloki@Creative Chaos (if returning) @Paths of Parity@Gerlando (if returning).
Fate/Aggressive Negotiations - A Class Card-based Holy Grail War Game


We have not heard the last of Snowfield...


I. Intro

The year is 2026; more than a decade since the False Holy Grail War in Snowfield, Nevada put the city in danger of complete destruction.

Since then, the country has gone through much, but Snowfield was left to recover from its brush with doom, insulated from the wider goings-on in the United States of America and people's opinions of those goings-on. New stakeholders have swooped in to save the land from economic ruin, some working with the indegenous tribes that had protected the area for centuries, others planning a repeat of old mistakes: After seventeen years, a Second Snowfield Holy Grail War is prepared to ignite.

However, steps were taken to prevent unauthorized escalation unlike in the past: Instead of Servants, there are Class Cards, special Mystic Codes/Magic Items that grant people the power of Heroic Spirits without having to deal with their independent agenda. These Class Cards are bound to a 'Card User', a being who does not necessarily have to be a Magus or even Human, and the ones who set up this Holy Grail War have made it so that the only way to win is for the Card Users not to kill each other, but rather to give up their Class Card after losing a battle... and they can choose whether to give the Class Card to someone other than the one who defeated them.

Not just that, but the defeated 'Card User' not only gets teleported away from the battlefield, but unlocks the power of Sponsorship, which allows them to give 'gifts' to the remaining players, such as information on the locations of Leylines or the strengths and weakesses of their foes, or deliveries of 'Mana Batteries' and other materials for Magecraft.

The goal of all this? Well, this part remains the same: The winner of the Holy Grail War, the one who takes his foe's Class Cards, can summon the 'omnipotent' Holy Grail, a wish-granting construct that would grant the winner's deepest desires assuming there is a method to accomplish it.

In a world going mad, wouldn't you take the chance, go to Snowfield, and fight the others for a wish?




You guys have not seen the last of me either, so here's the summary: I am running a Fate RP where you don't have to kill your opponent and trying to do so will 1.) fail, and 2.) risk them giving someone else their Class Card anyway. Also, if you lose, you get to keep playing as your PC gets to watch the remaining contestants and vote to give them gifts.

I am looking for two Co-GMs, not just to fill in for me if I am incapacitated but also to comb through sheets to find overpowered stuff people might unintentionally add to their characters, as well as play the NPC that PCs who lost negotiate with in order to give the remaining contestants gifts: Kid Gilgamesh, whom I've decided is best to be an NPC than outright banned.




Rules:

1.) No Gilgamesh (and Kiddie Gil is an NPC), Enkidu, Karna (Except as a Rider or Archer), or Heracles. No King Hassan, Alcides, and Quirinus, either. Or Merlin. Basically, if it's as powerful as any of the listed Servants, it is forbidden for Players' PC choices.
2.) No Powergaming or Godmoding. Metagaming is allowed only if you have Divination Magecraft or other forms of 'flawless' info-gathering.
3.) Be nice to others as well as the GM and Co-GMs.
4.) Players who leave or drop out will have their characters controlled by the GM and Co-GMs, and yes, players who go inactive after their PCs are defeated will be counted as 'dropped out' and having given up their Class Cards to the Winner. Same to those who suddenly 'ghost' in the middle of a battle with a player who is still acitve; they count as lost.
5.) Dead Apostles (aka Vampires) are allowed as PC choices, along with Mixed-Bloods. If it appeared in Fate/Strange Fake, chances are its allowed (unless it's a False Divine Spirit or 'New Human').
6.) Classes are Saber, Lancer, Rider, Archer, Caster, Assassin, Berserker, Shielder, and Avenger, which means 9 player slots overall.
7.) Once all 9 Slots are filled, you can ask for a 'Reserve Player Slot'.
8.) From now on, all New Character Sheets require 3 Approvals from the Main GM and Co-GMs to be fully permitted to play. Also, Co-GMs can override or put a moratorium on Main GM decisions if they feel like they are bad for the game itself.






Mykhailo Martinez

"So the people pay for their Government's actions," Mykhailo could not help but snap in his reply to Scott. "Same old, same old; I'll bring down their planes and hope for the best."

I am not going to get any satisfaction from this. I am either going to be an ace, or dead, and all I can hope for is to coast on my hatred for the enemy to avoid the latter. I need to control my emotions; I need to let go again, I need to not feel anger and pain or at least keep some distance from it.

Another voice rose within him, saying, Let go? Let go?! Of what? The delusion that this is a war where we can keep our hands clean? All we can hope for is that there are few to no civilians harmed or to blame someone else for this tragedy! Our glory will be forever tainted with the blood of innocents!

Mykhailo cut that voice off, opening his mouth in real life again to say, "We'll win this. Also, I won't lie; I'm doing this because I have to - Because we'll do more good if we win than if we don't."

But his eyes showed hurt, pain, and loss; loss of a child's self-righteousness and a youth's thirst for glory. At the end of the day, the part of him that cared about others had won, but at the cost of his innocence and naivete.

The young man walked towards his plane; at first, he tried to hide his feelings, but realizing that there was no shame in them, his shoulders loosened and his face scrunched up in disgust. The Pilots would catch another sentence from him as he got to the cockpit, "Fuck Glory; it's not all its cracked up to be."

He was still going to be an Ace. He was still going to clear the skies of enemy planes in conjunction with his squadron. But right now, he felt so alone; the others were indifferent to him when they did not dislike him. He had brought that on himself. His immature behavior had brought him his nemesis and it was all so unfair and not unfair in his favor.

Then as he turned on his plane, and prepared to take off, Mykhailo Martinez realized he did not have anything to prove: Not to others or himself. He didn't need to care about what others think: He will achieve his objective and save more lives than were lost.

Ace-hood? He'll use that to save more lives in the future, by intimidating the enemy with the reputation that came with it.

@Damo021@Smike@Rhona W@Finetales@AvaP
Intermission Five - Aftermath of Victory

Municipality of Lubao, Pampanga Province, Philippines - 1/1/2023, 9:20 AM, UTC+8

"Fine, twenty minutes!" Feng conceded to the strange woman (Peony). "Then I'll destroy you all!"

Lukas can see, from Feng, genuine combative intent, mixed with a slight - very slight - reluctance to kill and pride in her ability to intimidate before his supernatural sensing abilities hit a metphorical wall; Feng was automatically defending herself from attempts at magical information gathering!

As Callie stepped in to tell everyone what Feng's abilities were; thank god for publicly available dossiers, Bahram Manjyu noticed that Levi and that other guy, Griff, seemed to be paralyzed with fear; he could not fault them if they were. Nevertheless, if he could move fast, and sneak behind Feng -

It was then that Cristina rushed in and put them all in the fabled Mirage Space. This, in turn, made it so that the trump card, Henri and his Anti-Magic Noble Arm, could not be used easily... damnit.

"Hahahahaha!" Feng laughed as she found herself facing a powerful but disorganized group of opponents. "I can see how The Monkey lost to you all... yet almost won. La Astronomica!"

And the Mirage Space's sky was overwritten with the starry expanse that promised a false heaven.

Bahram spoke to Cristina then, the mercenary asking, "Your Noble Arm - Does it count as an Astronomical-themed one?!"

If it was, one of Feng's devoured Noble Arms, the one that originally belonged to Mykhailo Martinez, would be able to control it. If it wasn't... Feng can still cast Heavenfall.

Either way, a dozen, no, two dozen, meteors would appear above Mirage Space, ready to fall down on the group, even as Feng drew a machine pistol using her other hand and began firing at Callie, knowing full well the other A-Ranked Arms Master was her second greatest threat after Henri.

After emptying her clip, Feng danced out of the way, surprisingly nimble for someone who carried her large, cumbesome-seeming shield, and Myron realized that, "She has Noel inside her shield! I can recognize La Luna's Miraculous Evasion in her movements! She probably has another person devoured too!"

Feng gave a slight "tch!" at that, before remembering that as Henri was not going to be able to interfere soon... She can activate Ether Body.

Lukas can detect the change; Feng's entire body just became Magic! Would that strengthen what he can do against her, or the opposite? Either way, Feng was now rushing towards Cristina, even as everyone was suffering bouts of bad luck when trying to hit her with their own attacks or avoid the meteors, which would be harder but not impossible!

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Mykhailo Martinez

Mykhailo answered Yuna, "It was... boring. Like, still genuinely dangerous, but the AA and SAM folk cannot aim to hit the broad side of a barn."

Then he smiled and said, "So, you had a good time, at the very least?"

Don't add that you want to bring down two more planes to get Ace-hood. That makes you look like a glory hound. But still, you want to prove your skills, don't you? The Pilot said to himself.

Then Scott told them the next phase, a direct raid on Libya - The Enemy - and its Air Force.

Mykhailo had to ask, though, "Are there any civilians using the International Airports? I do not want to accidentally attack civilian transports for obvious reasons, and I don't think any of us want to either."

After that, Mykhailo lifted his head up, letting his blue eyes glint with reflected light that also briefly lit up his platinum blond hair, before saying, "The enemy aircraft, however... They're as good as brought down; hopefully their pilots have parachutes."

Tch. That was gauche.

"I mean," Mykhailo clarified, "I hope that I spare as many lives as possible while proving effective..."

The young man wanted to be an ace. This was his opportunity. If he cleared his mind and focused on defeating the enemy, got his head out of the metaphorical clouds and into the real ones, if he can summon the skill he had shown in earlier missions... Then he can win.

He can avenge Sokolov.

@Damo021@Smike@Rhona W@Finetales@AvaP
Intermission Five - Aftermath of Victory

Municipality of Lubao, Pampanga Province, Philippines - 1/1/2023, 8:40 AM, UTC+8

Peony Loris was quickly accepted as a volunteer, albeit one closely escorted by heavily-armed infantry, some of them with weapons calculated to knock an Arms Master unconcious; sleep reverted 99.9% of all Arms Masters to normal people. She would be told by the guards that Task Force Obsidian was in the City of Lubao, Pampanga, and she would be shown a picture to go along with the verbal description of the municipality given to her by her escorting guards.



The guards, despite the efforts of the middle-aged female drill sergant in charge of their unit, were given to gossip, and Peony would be told that Task Force Obsidian, though powerful, competent, famous and rewarded, also had a very high turnover rate, with a 'core' of only a few very experienced and strong fighters and many Arms Masters who either dropped out to do their own thing or got injured or killed or even captured; one or two were later revealed to be enemy agents trying to inflitrate the Task Force but were stopped before they can even meet with the members of Task Force Obsidian; a very big stroke of luck.

She was also told she was late; there was already a meeting in the New Lubao Town Hall (the image cannot be reposted outside of Wikipedia), where one of TFO's allies was making some sort of heartfelt appeal for support. Either way, she would be guided to the heavily-guarded entrance of the building, then her escort's leader would say, gruffly, "Don't be late again, got it? Arms Master or not, that does not give you the privilege to be late in a war..."

Then the sky changed, and all of a sudden, it was a starry night again. But Peony still felt the heat of the day on the still-fleshy portions of her skin. Was it an illusion? And if so, was it the hologrammic kind, or the mental kind?

And something fell down from the sky, a streak of flame that crashed down to the ground several paces away from her and her guards, causing an impact that broke the concrete, mud, and grass of the courtyard and caused a large explosion of dust and rubble.

It was...

@Paths of Parity




Conference Room, City Hall, Municipality of Lubao, Pampanga Province, Philippines - 1/1/2023, 8:40 AM, UTC+8

Jin Li smiled at that and gave a slight bow before saying, "Thank you. The Qing Restoration Movement - Now the New Democratic Party of China - will have a place in a Post-Communist political order thanks to your help -"

Then it all went dark. Anyone who rushed to the windows or outside would find that it was night again, or rather, a holographic barrier covered most of Lubao that projected a starry night sky. but did not keep out heat.

Then the earth shook, as if a heavy weight crashed down on it. The space near the entrance was engulfed in an explosion of dust; did the foe launch an explosive drone?




Crater Near the Entrance, City Hall, Municipality of Lubao, Pampanga Province, Philippines - 1/1/2023, 8:40 AM, UTC+8

No; what had crashed was just one person.



"Eheheheheh..." said the girl as she stood up from the center of the cloud of dust and the crater she had formed, then held out her shield, "I am your enemy, Feng Lin, Pig of the Zodiac, Devourer of Noble Arms! I have been sent to avenge the Chinese Pacific Fleet with your lives!"

And to grandstand, the holographic sky above them briefly returned into daylight, then an Eclipse. Then Feng shouted, "Now get your civilians out of here so you can face me at full strength! I can defeat all of you, all at once - You have ten minutes before I use my powers to raze this town to the ground!"

A second later, a giant meteor sponteanously dropped down to just a few inches above the New City Hall... then parked itself there, suspended in midair.

Feng then demanded again, "Now go evacuate all civilians so I can destroy you all singlehandedly!"

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