Lonewolf685

Fate/ Transcendent Paradigm (A Fate/GO Based RP)

Richard Montag

There wasn't time for pleasantries to be exchanged for very long when the final participant arrived, bringing an end to a budding squabble and one child's amusing quest for confectionary treats. Richard had been enjoying the rather atypical interaction between magi from the corner of his eye before directing his full attention upon the Wizard Marshall's words. He was relieved to say the least that this summoning wasn't the prelude to a truly brutal battle royale, though considering the prior Grail Wars in Japan had placed a good deal of stock in secrecy, a mass summoning like this would have put severe disadvantages upon everyone present.

Richard was far more comfortable with a joint collaboration, though the panty debacle raised questions on how effective some of the others would be in this endeavor.

He could see the others begin the summoning ritual and knew that the time was now to perform it himself lest the opportunity slip through his fingers. His hand rose, perpendicular to the ground as though reaching out to shake an unseen hand, as he began to pour out his prana into the circle below.

"Let silver and steel be the essence.
Let the stone and the archduke of contracts be the foundation..."

The words spilled forth in chorus to those around him, ultimately unnecessary given the frustrated woman was accomplishing this by punching the ground in a noticeable display of frustration. However, he could not indulge in observation when there was a meeting with a Heroic Spirit to be had, narrowing his gaze to block out the radiant knights entering the hall to focus upon the circle as the light spilled forth from its confines with ever greater intensity.

"You, seven heavens clad in three words of power, arrive from the ring of deterrence, O keeper of the balance ―――！"

@GreenGoat

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Margarita Reynard

A kind smile had affixed itself to Margarita's face as it was drawn to the impossibility of a little ballerina prancing around the hall in search of sweats. It could be said with great clarity that she was the last thing one would expect to find in a gathering of magi, let alone such a civil gathering.

Had Zelretch not given them the command to begin the summoning, Margarita would have gone to sate the child's sweet tooth with her pocketed scone, but it was not to be. Magecraft required all of there attention, and if someone wasn't careful they would be liable to use a woman's undergarments as an accidental catalyst, the result of which would likely be either from another timeline or the sort of person who'd be drawn from the Throne with the promise of woman's panties, or in other words, rather indecent.

With a soft chuckle Margarita raised her hand over the glowing circle of formalcraft and began the incantation, the words well rehearsed and tumbling forth with the activation of her magic circuits.

"Let silver and steel be the essence.
Let the stone and the archduke of contracts be the foundation..."

The circle surged with power, a call for the aid of a hero most suited to the aged Enforcer.

"You, seven heavens clad in three words of power, arrive from the ring of deterrence, O keeper of the balance ―――！"

@VitaVitaAR

Fate/ Transcendent Paradigm (A Fate/GO Based RP)

@KoL

But as Tamamo would likely point out, there is a certain romanticism to the brief bonds that are formed between Master and Servant. Gotta get those relationship flags while you can before the Servant goes to enrich / end the lives of other Masters~

Fate/ Transcendent Paradigm (A Fate/GO Based RP)

Heh, if I had known there would be a sudden rush of Master CSs on Sunday, i'd have gone through with Medusa, but such is life. Tamamo will just have to make color commentary on all the Masters lesser then her own.

Fate/ Transcendent Paradigm (A Fate/GO Based RP)

well I'll get my post up tomorrow. Bit too drowsy tonight :3

God's Shattering [Concluded]

@TheWindel

I believe it's Axon for one group, and Fei, Jessi, and Chen for another.

Fate/ Transcendent Paradigm (A Fate/GO Based RP)

Mkay.

Tamamo can not contain herself for long! She may very well lose her patience and summon Seyrun to the Throne of Heroes...Now I kind of want to see what happens when Heroic Spirits summon Magi to be their Servants up on the Throne. Probably make a good comedy.

Fate/ Transcendent Paradigm (A Fate/GO Based RP)

Who else has yet to post?

Fate/ Transcendent Paradigm (A Fate/GO Based RP)

will now picture Kazami Yuuka fawning over Diarmuid and nuzzling his handsome face. Most likely while sitting atop a mountain of his former suitors.

And now I want that crossover in a doujin >:3

Fate/ Transcendent Paradigm (A Fate/GO Based RP)

Considering most of the Masters in that room are female, Zelretch may need to cover that magic mole of his in permenant marker before they tear him apart like Driver Ants on a Sausage fly.

Fate/ Transcendent Paradigm (A Fate/GO Based RP)

Richard Montag

Greeting the day with a yawn, Richard later found the day greeting him in turn with the Wizard Marshall's summons. He had been lounging in his room with not much else to do, twirling an unlit cigarette between his fingers when the loudspeakers called. Richard rose from the bed having long since dressed for the day head and tucked the unlit stick back into a bronze case with a dozen others matching it.

It would not have done well to ignore their host when beckoned, basic manners and all, especially when the lord of mansion was the Wizard Marshall. Richard hadn't asked why he had been asked to attend this gathering, and after catching glimpses of some other magi now guests on the island, he was no closer to finding any commonality. There was obvious purpose to gather them, being they were required to summon the Servants for a grand endeavor that was rather hush-hush, but why a relative nobody like himself could be wanted for was beyond the depths he could safely fathom in the time he was allotted.

These ruminations were as fruitless as they were pointless, the time dedicated to them never to return, though he would admit they helped alleviate any nerves in regards to summoning forth a heroic spirit. Richard couldn't very well see himself in the company of legendary figures such as Beowulf, Odysseus, or Perseus, and it was bedeviling to imagine how such a working relationship would work considering the differences in status and stature.

Entering into the hall decorated with a plethora of summoning circles, Richard choose to avoid any that looked to be holding what could have been a weapon or piece of armor. Instead, he alighted beside a circle contained an empty vial. He thought it may have been some magical, perhaps chemical, concoction that would indicate the handiwork of a potential Caster or Assassin, and hoped this would prove a more fitting match.

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Margarita Reynard

Margarita was in the process of enjoying a light snack of scones with Darjeeling tea when the announcement rang through every room. The aged Enforcer, getting on in her years and rather enjoying what was available to imbibe, could only release a soft sigh and set down the cup. After taking a moment to wrap a chocolate chip scone in a napkin and stuff it away for later, she gathered up the rest of her things and made for the door.

Her feet carried her down spacious halls and up winding stairs, traversing the island mansion with a straight face and eyes that did not wander from the path before her. Invited they may have been, but this was still for all intents and purposes the lair of magus and all of Margarita's experience told her not to pry beneath the façade of whatever she was shown or risk incurring unwarranted danger.

And if she were to be honest, and she often was, then it really was poor manners to go snooping around someone's residence without good reason. Margarita had already felt a bit out place when she went looking for someone to send a snack up to her room, and she wasn't looking to stumble into a workshop by straying from the path.

This concluded in an expedited trip to hall upon the third floor, where other prospective Masters were already gathering before whatever circle struck their fancy. Just as they must have, the Enforcer contemplated what would be drawn forth from her own incantation, and spent the better part of the night and morning in quiet contemplation of the outcome for their coming ritual.

Standing before an empty circle, she put her faith in the system to find the Servant that would best compliment her, and hope that the two of them could work together well.