Raineh Daze

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Bridget Carran

In middle of the small 'abandoned' house that Bridget was using as her base of operations for this Grail War, a space had been cleared for the ritual. Empty glass jars inscribed with a rune to preserve their contents were scattered around the complex circle, painted in Bridget's own blood--gathered over time for just such a scenario. If she was going to be summoning an ancient hero to shut down this war, she didn't want to screw up and get Assassin because of her own lack of power. Hopefully, the mana in her blood would help the ritual bring forth something more... useful.

Even as the blonde went through the chant, she couldn't help but respect the artistry that went into creating the Holy Grail. Even if its purpose was foolish, to create an artefact capable of reducing the incredible difficulty of a Heroic Spirit, and encasing it in a container to a simple chant was nothing short of breathtaking.

It was a shame that she couldn't preservce just that part of the machinery.

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

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Saber has paired! Hurrah!

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If I'm meeting people, it's probably in a bar. :T

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But then you have to consider the number of bottle caps in the multiverse, at which point inflation kicks in and the value of said bottle caps drops.

@Arty Fox

So does gold. And this is based on a real life transaction with such availability. :D

Besides, the exact maths has it at about 2 and a bit cents. Or... Close to one penny in Sterling. Not seriously far out. Also, joke complaint. XD

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Objection! Unless 1 universal money is worth 4USD, maths shows that bottlecaps are actually worth two to three pennies! (Since someone's getting FO4 for 2240 caps)

And 100$ NCR is 40 caps... so approximately 1$ USD.

Probably what she paid in. :P

Massive Multiversal Crossover

Misaka Mikoto--Pensee

Though the travel was disorienting, it wasn't quite the worst thing she'd ever had to experience, and unlike the bikini-wearing girl that went through before her she had a child providing a little bonus stability. The town they'd arrived to looked a lot more familiar than the desert ruins did, but only from similarity to the School Garden Tokiwadai was situated in. Even then, this place was a lot more authentically old, and had none of the technology.

Being here was making the girl happy, though. The girl who, the Railgun now realised, they hadn't asked for her name even after all the fighting was over. "Really? I'm glad. Also... can you tell us your name?"

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Kerri--Foecrusher

The blackguard caught the carelessly tossed explosives, handing them with some care to a grunt that would probaby have a better success rate with the device than a technologically-backwards swordswoman would. That the Ork refused to listen to others was annoying, but the warning had been given. It was simply a matter of making sure that as few soldiers as possible were diverted to his foolish plan of attack.

"I, in these circumstances, advocate a frontal attack due to the nature of our enemy, with minimal splitting of our forces. I can subjugate or daze the dead, and defeating them from there would be a simple task. This also poses no risk to our target."

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Strangely, the bar seemed to have suddenly become a hub of activity--some short guy had come in dressed to the nines as a cowboy, though Rain paid no more attention to the outfit after ascertaining that: A) her coat was better, and B) the guy wasn't an NCR Ranger. Not that she had any idea how or why one of them would be out here, of all places. Some blonde guy had also come in, followed by some sort of animal that... was rather impressively chugging someone else's drink.

Speaking of drinks, what the hell was with people ordering so many non-alcoholic things? This was a bar. Though if she'd got any jobs lined up the next day, she'd probably have gone for the sarsparilla too; it grew on you when it was one of the few things in the Mojave that were actually safe to drink rather than irradiated.

As she took a swig of the beer--whatever it was--that she'd bought, Rain caught sight of a surprisingly scantily-clad blonde waving at her. She waved back, realising as she did so that waving a smoldering orange power fist in someone's direction was a bit more threatening than intended. Nothing for it, then, but to go over... and say hi.

"Uh... hello?" the tall girl awkwardly asked, fiddling with her Pip-Boy nervously. The blonde wanted to talk, right?

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One of those currently using the locale for its overabundance of bars, Rain was nursing a drink in the darkest corner she could manage. Sure, the world was a great place to hang out after the NCR/Legion war... but it was almost too peaceful after the hell of digging through an apocalyptic Mojave. All of which aside, there was one thing particularly weighing on her conscience: the teleporter affected her alone, and didn't give interdimensional radio reception.

So she was left drinking alone, without her steady robot companion... or a radio station she was long accustomed to. And the bartender wouldnt accept payment in bottlecaps, the jerk.

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• Name: Rain
• Age: 23
• Gender: Female
•

Appearance:

• Method of Travel: Mad-Science created interdimensional teleporter... stuffed inside a Pip-Boy. Not altogether reliable unless provided with proper co-ordinates first.
• Powers: Though she'd claim to be a normal person, Rain is anything but--due to a lot of runins with advanced science, she's been enhanced to the point that not only is she somewhat resistant to any form of damage without other protection, she also heals at a slow, but visible, rate from actual damage received. Go digging around, and you realise that her brain, heart, and spine are... elsewhere, explaining a surprising resilience to intoxication, and a resilience to both poison and localised damage you'd really expect of a robot. People also normally don't have a cybernetic implant to inject a temporary boost to both your ability to move quickly and your reaction time.
Equipment-wise, she's pretty well off: a powered fist that not only hits hard but sets you on fire, a bizarrely armoured coat (with armour, beneath her clothing), and a souped-up magnetism-powered rifle that has enough power to essentially fire a beam of vaporised metal into your head. Whilst lacking the adaptability of other equipment, Rain's fairly confident in her ability to handle any advanced weaponry that falls her way--not least from spending enough time with the Brotherhood of Steal to not just comprehend but be able to fix such things.
• Personality: Though reluctant to talk to complete strangers in general circumstances, and awkward around even people whose entire job is 'pay to be talked to', Rain never seems to really shut up if there's someone nearby that she thinks might care what she says. Already rather arrogant about her knowledge, she's even worse when people bring up science due to her travels. Fortunately for all involved, it doesn't take much to distract her.
She seems to have a compulsion to collect bottlecaps.
• Starting World: Fallout (New Vegas, specifically)
• Backstory: As many others, Rain was just a normal person, bored with what she had even as she went through life... until running into a portal to another world. Unfortunately, she basically dropped into a wasteland with no useful skills for the society that she found herself in... except a good stride and forgetting to realise exactly how dangerous package carrying should be. So, for a time, she carried packages in the ruined world that she found herself in... up to getting shot in the head.
Now, really, this should have been an obvious result from such an obvious profession. Surviving it? Much less so, though that was a nice thing to happen. In the end, she did her best to try and resolve things as peacefully--and with as little technological backslide--as possible, even if this meant a huge fight, and deactivating a massive nuclear launch.
With basically all major threats dealt with, and a caravan trip having gone horribly wrong, she finally stumbled across a... strange device buried in a drive-thru. Going through the offered teleporter was probably not the best option, but it seemed like the best way to get into a world that hadn't gone to hell... and so she included 'improving' the device amongst her suggestion to not go and kill the whole of North America. Of course, this might mean having to stop the Think Tank from experimenting on other worlds, but that's a good exchange for not being stuck in a post-apocalyptic hell.

* FNV note: the specific weapons she has are the Super-Heated Saturnite Fist and the YCS/186.

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• Name: Rain
• Age: 23
• Gender: Female
•

Appearance:

• Method of Travel: Mad-Science created interdimensional teleporter... stuffed inside a Pip-Boy. Not altogether reliable unless provided with proper co-ordinates first.
• Powers: Though she'd claim to be a normal person, Rain is anything but--due to a lot of runins with advanced science, she's been enhanced to the point that not only is she somewhat resistant to any form of damage without other protection, she also heals at a slow, but visible, rate from actual damage received. Go digging around, and you realise that her brain, heart, and spine are... elsewhere, explaining a surprising resilience to intoxication, and a resilience to both poison and localised damage you'd really expect of a robot. People also normally don't have a cybernetic implant to inject a temporary boost to both your ability to move quickly and your reaction time.
Equipment-wise, she's pretty well off: a powered fist that not only hits hard but sets you on fire, a bizarrely armoured coat (with armour, beneath her clothing), and a souped-up magnetism-powered rifle that has enough power to essentially fire a beam of vaporised metal into your head. Whilst lacking the adaptability of other equipment, Rain's fairly confident in her ability to handle any advanced weaponry that falls her way--not least from spending enough time with the Brotherhood of Steal to not just comprehend but be able to fix such things.
• Personality: Though reluctant to talk to complete strangers in general circumstances, and awkward around even people whose entire job is 'pay to be talked to', Rain never seems to really shut up if there's someone nearby that she thinks might care what she says. Already rather arrogant about her knowledge, she's even worse when people bring up science due to her travels. Fortunately for all involved, it doesn't take much to distract her.
She seems to have a compulsion to collect bottlecaps.
• Starting World: Fallout (New Vegas, specifically)
• Backstory: As many others, Rain was just a normal person, bored with what she had even as she went through life... until running into a portal to another world. Unfortunately, she basically dropped into a wasteland with no useful skills for the society that she found herself in... except a good stride and forgetting to realise exactly how dangerous package carrying should be. So, for a time, she carried packages in the ruined world that she found herself in... up to getting shot in the head.
Now, really, this should have been an obvious result from such an obvious profession. Surviving it? Much less so, though that was a nice thing to happen. In the end, she did her best to try and resolve things as peacefully--and with as little technological backslide--as possible, even if this meant a huge fight, and deactivating a massive nuclear launch.
With basically all major threats dealt with, and a caravan trip having gone horribly wrong, she finally stumbled across a... strange device buried in a drive-thru. Going through the offered teleporter was probably not the best option, but it seemed like the best way to get into a world that hadn't gone to hell... and so she included 'improving' the device amongst her suggestion to not go and kill the whole of North America. Of course, this might mean having to stop the Think Tank from experimenting on other worlds, but that's a good exchange for not being stuck in a post-apocalyptic hell.

* FNV note: the specific weapons she has are the Super-Heated Saturnite Fist and the YCS/186.