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Current i'm not sure the appropriate use of an OLED TV is to play random scenic train videos but here we are
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Being truly on my own is a bit of a weird feeling. It's never really happened.
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Let it never be said that sometimes extreme brevity isn't the most appropriate post, though. Everything is a tool.
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a loaf is a surprisingly hard thing to make
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<Snipped quote by VitaVitaAR>

He has his invisible horses and he also has two legendary swords that are often attributed to him.


But that sort of logic also has Saber sprawling across half a dozen classes.

And the mythical Coconut Rider.
Well, Diarmuid is equally valid as Saber. xD
I feel that as soon as one or two Servants spill their true names, all the other ones will follow either because of honor or for fuck's sake. The only one that might not do that is Emiya, cuz he's a bloody edgy person (and franckly speaking it would mean nothing for anyone there anyway), he might as well go by as NAMELESS, just like on Extra.


Hey! One person would recognise that name. :p
Meanwhile, Medea gets to dislike Atalanta just for being involved in that bloody boat. xD

And Jack got her scarf.
Svetleaze von Einzbern


The homunculus stood and watched as her Servant--her oddly modernly dressed Servant--made his entrance. Her first thought was taking in the obvious: he was big. Not just in terms of height, boasting more than a foot on her, but in both breadth and muscle. The muscle was the most surprising part: she expected Servants to be athletic, but to get one that effortlessly gave off an aura of an international strongman.

And within ten seconds of opening his mouth, there was no difficulty in guessing what her Servant liked: from the belt buckle proudly proclaiming it to the sheer amount of jewellery he was wearing Kintoki obviously had a thing for gold. It was something that Svetleaze could respect, both from a seeming desire to look good and her own appreciation for finery. She preferred silver however, at least to go with her everyday clothes; gold on her would quickly mean getting confused with her famous ancestor.

Her Servant seemed... fun. It was the wrong thing to be thinking when called to assist the Wizard-Marshall, but this was the first time in her life that Svetleaze had left Einzbern grounds, and it was impossible to not find enjoyment in a Servant that appealed to her base desire to stand out--as well as look good. Enough so that she unconsciously mimicked his pose with the axe, resting the sword-axe over her shoulder.

"Indeed; I, Svetleaze von Einzbern, am your Master... Berserker?" With his appearance and weapon, many classes could be discarded out of hand: Rider was still a possibility, and distantly Saber, but...




Ghyslaine Vinla-Meir


The brunette had been expecting the Servant she summoned to be at least her height, though as a tall woman it wouldn't have been unthinkable to get one slightly smaller. Instead, in looking straight ahead, Ghyslaine missed her Servant entirely for a second. Then a glimpse of white caught her eye and the blood-using magus looked down, sizing up the supposed hero that she had summoned. It was, without any shadow of a doubt, a child. An incredibly poorly dressed child, at that, but she kept her expression neutral until she could ask whether they liked these clothes.

If they did, it would be a matter of persuading her into something more appropriate.

The small girl seemed to happy to see her, yet reluctant to show it and... bearing knives? Somehow, this small and frail-looking Servant must have become a famous killer, as none of the other classes could fit such a frame or weapons. A famous killer indeed, as she said. The mysterious Whitechapel Murderer was this girl? The most famous serial killer of all was a shy girl that... viewed her as a mother? To be called that...

Smiling warmly back at the girl, she crouched down to Jack's level, scarf in hand--and set about covering a bit more flesh, even if it was only because of the length of the scarf against the Assassin's small frame. "Of course! To look after a young girl like yourself will make me happier than any other Servant could."
I'm assuming even Servants not posted for have actually been summoned rather than waiting for after Diarmuid to address Diarmuid's fucking face. xD
Svetleaze von Einzbern


Only the occasional blink served to show signs of life from the homunculus whilst the other Masters came in. Even when the bickering started over misplaced baggage, which showed a distressing lack of attention that made her more than glad that the Masters hadn't been left to conduct their own summons, all she did was briefly look over. Waiting patiently was all a part of proper social conduct, which it seemed many here were sorely lacking.

Svetleaze paused, delaying the start of her incantation until the other Masters had already completed theirs. The old man was using a completely different incantation for no reason. Did he wish to show off his ability to redo someone else's work? Or did he believe that the process of summoning a Servant could be improved upon or refined when the Master was just a trigger? One other girl... how did she know those lines? None of her family would hand that knowledge out, and the Tohsaka were represented by just an out-of-the-way child...

Something might have to be done about the Matou.

Returning attention to her own circle, Svetleaze rolled through the process with an ease that came with long training. Or, for a homunculus of her heritage, from being born with the knowledge and skills already implanted. Though even she couldn't suppress a feeling of excitement at seeing what hero might be summoned...

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




Ghyslaine Vinla-Meir


Despite the excitement that had been going on elsewhere in the hall, the blood-using magus didn't dare deviate from her careful layering. One misstep and all of the preparation would be worthless or the ritual could fail entirely. Ghyslaine was so cautious, in the end, that she almost didn't complete the second circle of blood by Zelretch's call to begin the summons.

The bandage was hastily wrapped around her hand once more and the scarf gathered up, then she began the process of summoning a Servant: visualise flowing blood and activate her Circuits. Thankfully, the shining red circle began to burn, taking up most of the work as Ghyslaine incanted.

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

A Servant that would appreciate the gift of a scarf, one not obsessed with swords and glory. If they were going to be together for weeks or longer, then it had to be someone that she could tolerate.

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




Medea


Already, compared to the other Servants, Altheana looked to have gotten the short end of the stick: no hulking brute, no rippling muscles, and nary a trace of armour. What could be said for certain, even with the hooded cloak, was that her Servant was female--and probably Caster, from the way she looked.

Medea turned her head to take in the other Servants summoned, noting those that probably had more muscles than brains and some others that caught her interest. One Servant's face induced irksome feelings before she took action to counter it. Such disgusting magic... it would have to be solved soon. Whatever venture called for so many heroes would be scuppered if forced infatuation was allowed to run rampant.

The facility itself was of interest--not for what was on display in this room but for the amount of mana present. With time to prepare, what could be achieved with this amount of mana... or how much easier many items could be made... she would have to find a way to put her talents there to full use.

Finally, she actually addressed the one to summon her: "You are my Master?"
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Yeah, but would they remember anything? That's the question. I think that given their nature as time removed beings this gets much more complex than its worth thinking in.


Let's go with the answer that makes for a more interesting IC: yes. :P
<Snipped quote by Nanashi Ninanai>

Sadly, no Servants other than the cheater (aka Arthuria) should remember anything of anywhere or anytime they were summoned, right? I feel it's one of the worse points of the whole franchise since it takes some nice character developments and throw it out of the window, but, such is life.


Remembering nothing requires failure on every possible interpretation of how Servant summoning works. The absolute minimum scenario is remembering as if they've read it from a book.

@GreenGoat Why would you want to kidnap Illya.

How would you kidnap Illya and not have her taken right off you again.
@Rin Oh god. I will never forgive Type Moon for turning an insidious power hungry bastard who betrayed one of the West's greatest heroes into an irritating teen girl for no reason. >:[

They turned this into this with their black anime magic that comes from the depths of hell.


But the first one's a boring and forgettable character. D:

... they turned the Phantom of the Opera into a bunch of girls?
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