Vincent was in the library, reading cleared his head. He had until 11:11 to find a card before they would be guarded by a fully powered servant. He had gathered some books to flick through, as well as the small pieces of paper Alysis had written down some notes for him on. He had a choice between returning to Alysis at 11:11 to watch her summon Saber or to spend that time looking for his own card, which so far had proven difficult. Plus in a few months, Alysis and he would be in opposing houses, unless he won the tournament and changed his house.
"Arg" He said sitting down at a desk and placing his hands on his head. He looked up at the clock it was 11:10, he better get going if he wanted to be there for Alysis. He got up and made his way to the door, passing mythical fiction which straddled the magical history sections. He waved goodbye to his friend Tohsaka, they practiced fire magecraft together, was sitting down studying, he also wanted a card but was just like Vincent likely going to miss out. "Bye Avy." He said as he walked out, it was 11:11.
And suddenly a surge of magic could be felt in the library, it was brief but strong, the Arcana cards had come to life and one of them was here in library. Soon Tohsaka was round the corner, the energy had been closer to Vincent and the exit. Vincent looked Tohsaka in the eyes and there was an intent in them.
"Avy what are you doing?" Vincent asked backing away.
"Only one of us can get that card Vincent and it's going to be me." He said as he formed a fireball in his hand. Vincent then stopped and remembered all the mentoring Alysis had given him, to remain calm. Vincent drew his sword and and charged towards his would be attacker, Tohsaka jumped back and threw his fireball to the ground. "Come forth, Ruler of the great house!" He shouted and in a burst of fire and sand, his servant stood standing there, with his dark tanned skin, thick arms and elaborate headdress, he was a pharaoh.
Avy had summoned his one-shot servant in order to get the card and stop him, fuck he had to summon someone, but he hadn't even given it thought, it had depended on what ever card he gotten, but this wasn't about the war this was just about surviving, existing. Vincent continued his lunge but threw his books and notes outwards creating a slight distraction, he was going to summon whoever he was going to get. "COME FORTH!" He shouted, and he poured his strongest magic into his forward thrust, flames came forward and rolled around the magic, burning the books and the notes, increasing the plasma to a higher form, lightning crawled from everywhere around him being born from the fire, a woman appeared, she was definately a caster class, her mana was through the roof, she looked familiar but Vincent couldn't place her, she looked at Vincent and then to Avy and his Servant and made a half-hearted chuckle and then sighed.
Avy then went on the attack and jumped in with his servant. Vincent's servant jumped up and opened her hands, and bolts of lightning flared out of her hands and through the air before the whole room was enveloped in light.
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You can summon your servants now if you wish, its 11:11 11/11
Had to do him justice. Bare in mind, Archer version of that Servant is much stronger than Berserker class version.
It was ten past 11 in the morning, as the arrows rained down on Claudia and Archer.
It was 11 minutes past 11 in the morning, and all of Berserkers men lay dead impaled. And Archer stood there, not a scratch on him.
"Well well that was interesting." The Gentleman said, protected by an innate power to be avoided by projectiles. He pulled out a hatchet and charged at Claudia.
"Your servant is out of juice." He said as Archer began to flicker away, his Noble phantasm having drained most of his power. The Gentleman swooped in and swiped at Claudia with his hatchet, she jumped back and threw out a handful of seeds, which started growing into trees catching the Gentleman in mid-air.
"Well shit." The Gentleman said as he started to hack away at the trees as they grew into beautiful blossoming trees. Claudia didn't waste a moment, and jumped in grabbing his Arcana card out of the inner pocket of his blazer. As she jumped away, the trees began to bare fruit, just as the Gentleman broke free, Claudia grabbed an apple off the floor as the Gentleman extended his origin and his magic. "Archer is one thing, you think you can handle a Berserker!" The Gentleman shouted, still Claudia had not gotten a proper look at his face, the light or angle always hiding it from a clear view.
"I'm going to have to!" Claudia shouted as The Gentleman came swinging at her, trying to get his card back. The apple in her hand was starting to rot, The Gentleman's magic eating away at whatever magic preserved it's beauty and prana.
"Come forth!" She shouted, squeezing the apple and adding her magic, it was 11:11 on the 11th of the 11th, the tournament had started. A wide wave of magic appeared and Archer appeared once more, turning to look at Claudia currently dodging The Gentleman's attacks. "Master." He said jumping to her aid, he landed between the two and raised his hand and The Gentleman went flying back in the opposite direction. But then Archer screamed in pain, and Claudia's magic circuits roared aswell, command seals etched into her hand, Archers image imposed on the Arcana card. But the label read Berserker. Archer looked up screaming in pain as The Gentleman lay slumped on the ground, a silvery liquid was streaming down Archer, or rather Berserkers face, coming from his eyes.
"Berserker!" Claudia said, she felt her magic circuits burning within her body.
"Lets see how great he is without his reason." The Gentleman said from his position on the ground, smirking his grin the only part of his face able to be made out.
"Berserker! Let's leave!" Claudia shouted, Berserker looked up at her, the liquid still streaming down his eyes. She turned to leave the room of the Gentleman and gather her bearings. Berserker followed her silently as she left and made her way back towards the communal quads.
It was 11 minutes past 11 in the morning, and all of Berserkers men lay dead impaled. And Archer stood there, not a scratch on him.
"Well well that was interesting." The Gentleman said, protected by an innate power to be avoided by projectiles. He pulled out a hatchet and charged at Claudia.
"Your servant is out of juice." He said as Archer began to flicker away, his Noble phantasm having drained most of his power. The Gentleman swooped in and swiped at Claudia with his hatchet, she jumped back and threw out a handful of seeds, which started growing into trees catching the Gentleman in mid-air.
"Well shit." The Gentleman said as he started to hack away at the trees as they grew into beautiful blossoming trees. Claudia didn't waste a moment, and jumped in grabbing his Arcana card out of the inner pocket of his blazer. As she jumped away, the trees began to bare fruit, just as the Gentleman broke free, Claudia grabbed an apple off the floor as the Gentleman extended his origin and his magic. "Archer is one thing, you think you can handle a Berserker!" The Gentleman shouted, still Claudia had not gotten a proper look at his face, the light or angle always hiding it from a clear view.
"I'm going to have to!" Claudia shouted as The Gentleman came swinging at her, trying to get his card back. The apple in her hand was starting to rot, The Gentleman's magic eating away at whatever magic preserved it's beauty and prana.
"Come forth!" She shouted, squeezing the apple and adding her magic, it was 11:11 on the 11th of the 11th, the tournament had started. A wide wave of magic appeared and Archer appeared once more, turning to look at Claudia currently dodging The Gentleman's attacks. "Master." He said jumping to her aid, he landed between the two and raised his hand and The Gentleman went flying back in the opposite direction. But then Archer screamed in pain, and Claudia's magic circuits roared aswell, command seals etched into her hand, Archers image imposed on the Arcana card. But the label read Berserker. Archer looked up screaming in pain as The Gentleman lay slumped on the ground, a silvery liquid was streaming down Archer, or rather Berserkers face, coming from his eyes.
"Berserker!" Claudia said, she felt her magic circuits burning within her body.
"Lets see how great he is without his reason." The Gentleman said from his position on the ground, smirking his grin the only part of his face able to be made out.
"Berserker! Let's leave!" Claudia shouted, Berserker looked up at her, the liquid still streaming down his eyes. She turned to leave the room of the Gentleman and gather her bearings. Berserker followed her silently as she left and made her way back towards the communal quads.
Claudia was taken into a large spacious yet dark room.
"Glad you could join me." Said a man in the corner of the room, hidden in the darkness.
"I thought us unaffiliated can't enter the house areas yet." Claudia said in a sarcastic tone.
"True, but rules are often broken around this time." The Gentleman said. "So Ms Black, you haven't found an arcana card yet? And you looked so promising."
"No, I haven't and you knowing that information I assume means you are looking to help me with that issue." Claudia responded.
"Help, maybe. I don't have an Arcana Minor to give you no. But you have something I very much want, and will be willing to make a wager on it, are you interested." The Gentleman asked.
"I don't know what you mean, if you have no Arcana card to give me why would I be interested in what you want from me?" she replied snarky as ever.
"I said I don't have an arcana minor card to give you, but I do have my Arcana Alumni." He cracked a smile, a bright white smile that radiated from the darkness, the only thing Claudia could make out in the obscured corner of the room.
"So... what do you want from me, in exchange?"
"Oh i don't do straight up exchanges, you must agree to use your one-shot summon to battle me here, until either you defeat my Berserker or I kill you and your servant, allowing me to claim and preserve that wonderful brain of yours." He said in a low menacing voice.
"My brain?" Claudia said slowly and carefully.
"Yes your brain, whether its causer or the effect your origin has a biological manifestation. Your memory my dear, is biological as well as magical and I would love so much to see what makes it tick." The Gentleman responded.
"Ok lets do this." Claudia said pushing her glasses back up her face.
"Great." The Gentleman said, stepping forward and his Berserker jumped out from the darkness, a dark skinned Native American looking Servant, the madness and delusion of peyote or mescaline or something else equally distorting rolling across his face. "Show me what you got."
"You are the judge, the keeper of the law. You are the force that pushes us forward and keeps us grounded. You are gods gift and I am your quiver. The glory of the Earth and the tradition of England, come forth!" Claudia shouted and dropped a seed down on the floor and the air filled with magic.
Berserker jumped up and lunged towards Claudia and the light only to be intercepted by Claudia's servant Archer.
"I say, my dear are you master?" Archer said as he collided with Berserker, pushing them away from each other.
"Yes my Knight, I am your master." Claudia said. Berserker jumped back next to the Gentleman.
"Very well." Archer said,rolling his shoulders.
"Well I was never one to enjoy watching someone suffer. What am I talking about, of course I love it. But I feel the humiliation this time will out weigh the pain. Berserker use Sioux Nation!" Berserker screamed out and his reality marble started to take hold, bands of Native American tribesmen started to appear behind Berserker, all with the gloss of sickness and madness, as if trapped in a fever dream, bows and arrows everywhere.
"This doesn't look good Archer." Claudia said, staring directly through the armies trying to get a look at the Gentleman, now obscured by the tribesmen.
"My lady, you have to have faith." Archer said walking towards the approaching army.
The Sioux Nation raised their bows and knocked their arrows, before drawing their strings and loosing their shots, arrows whistled through the sky bringing shade to the otherwise frontierland landscape the reality marble had formed. Archer just stood their waiting.
"Glad you could join me." Said a man in the corner of the room, hidden in the darkness.
"I thought us unaffiliated can't enter the house areas yet." Claudia said in a sarcastic tone.
"True, but rules are often broken around this time." The Gentleman said. "So Ms Black, you haven't found an arcana card yet? And you looked so promising."
"No, I haven't and you knowing that information I assume means you are looking to help me with that issue." Claudia responded.
"Help, maybe. I don't have an Arcana Minor to give you no. But you have something I very much want, and will be willing to make a wager on it, are you interested." The Gentleman asked.
"I don't know what you mean, if you have no Arcana card to give me why would I be interested in what you want from me?" she replied snarky as ever.
"I said I don't have an arcana minor card to give you, but I do have my Arcana Alumni." He cracked a smile, a bright white smile that radiated from the darkness, the only thing Claudia could make out in the obscured corner of the room.
"So... what do you want from me, in exchange?"
"Oh i don't do straight up exchanges, you must agree to use your one-shot summon to battle me here, until either you defeat my Berserker or I kill you and your servant, allowing me to claim and preserve that wonderful brain of yours." He said in a low menacing voice.
"My brain?" Claudia said slowly and carefully.
"Yes your brain, whether its causer or the effect your origin has a biological manifestation. Your memory my dear, is biological as well as magical and I would love so much to see what makes it tick." The Gentleman responded.
"Ok lets do this." Claudia said pushing her glasses back up her face.
"Great." The Gentleman said, stepping forward and his Berserker jumped out from the darkness, a dark skinned Native American looking Servant, the madness and delusion of peyote or mescaline or something else equally distorting rolling across his face. "Show me what you got."
"You are the judge, the keeper of the law. You are the force that pushes us forward and keeps us grounded. You are gods gift and I am your quiver. The glory of the Earth and the tradition of England, come forth!" Claudia shouted and dropped a seed down on the floor and the air filled with magic.
Berserker jumped up and lunged towards Claudia and the light only to be intercepted by Claudia's servant Archer.
"I say, my dear are you master?" Archer said as he collided with Berserker, pushing them away from each other.
"Yes my Knight, I am your master." Claudia said. Berserker jumped back next to the Gentleman.
"Very well." Archer said,rolling his shoulders.
"Well I was never one to enjoy watching someone suffer. What am I talking about, of course I love it. But I feel the humiliation this time will out weigh the pain. Berserker use Sioux Nation!" Berserker screamed out and his reality marble started to take hold, bands of Native American tribesmen started to appear behind Berserker, all with the gloss of sickness and madness, as if trapped in a fever dream, bows and arrows everywhere.
"This doesn't look good Archer." Claudia said, staring directly through the armies trying to get a look at the Gentleman, now obscured by the tribesmen.
"My lady, you have to have faith." Archer said walking towards the approaching army.
The Sioux Nation raised their bows and knocked their arrows, before drawing their strings and loosing their shots, arrows whistled through the sky bringing shade to the otherwise frontierland landscape the reality marble had formed. Archer just stood their waiting.
Name: Claudia Black
Place of Origin: Columbia
Age: 14
Prospective House: Tia
Appearance:
Origin: Memory
Magecraft: Nature Shamanism
Biography: Claudia is half Columbian half English with roots to Ancient Mesoamerican tribes. She is a prodigy to the house of Tia, who hadn't had a winner since The Gentleman. Claudia has a perfect memory, she never forgets anything, this has led to her becoming a great magus.
Name: ???
Class: Berserker (Archer)
Gender: Male
Appearance: Long dark hair down to his shoulders, white undertunic, brown overclothes
Master: Claudia Black
Biography: ???
Noble Phantasm: ???
Noble Phantasm rank: EX
Noble Phantasm range: Support
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Noble Phantasm: ???
Noble Phantasm rank: A
Noble Phantasm range: Support
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Noble Phantasm: ???
Noble Phantasm Rank: B
Noble Phantasm Range: Anti Unit
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Strength: C(A)
Agility: C(A)
Mana: B (B+)
Luck: B (B+)
Endurance: E (A)
Skills:
Mad Enhancement B
Magic Resistance C
Double Summon D
Eye of Mind(False) C
Knowledge of Respect and Harmony D
Pioneer of the Stars C
Place of Origin: Columbia
Age: 14
Prospective House: Tia
Appearance:
Origin: Memory
Magecraft: Nature Shamanism
Biography: Claudia is half Columbian half English with roots to Ancient Mesoamerican tribes. She is a prodigy to the house of Tia, who hadn't had a winner since The Gentleman. Claudia has a perfect memory, she never forgets anything, this has led to her becoming a great magus.
Name: ???
Class: Berserker (Archer)
Gender: Male
Appearance: Long dark hair down to his shoulders, white undertunic, brown overclothes
Master: Claudia Black
Biography: ???
Noble Phantasm: ???
Noble Phantasm rank: EX
Noble Phantasm range: Support
???
Noble Phantasm: ???
Noble Phantasm rank: A
Noble Phantasm range: Support
???
Noble Phantasm: ???
Noble Phantasm Rank: B
Noble Phantasm Range: Anti Unit
???
Strength: C(A)
Agility: C(A)
Mana: B (B+)
Luck: B (B+)
Endurance: E (A)
Skills:
Mad Enhancement B
Magic Resistance C
Double Summon D
Eye of Mind(False) C
Knowledge of Respect and Harmony D
Pioneer of the Stars C
We can have Alysis kill his dad at Parents Night.
I'll use Jimmy as one of my PC's then. :3 It's an Aaron facsimile I am using, so Schroedinger's Aaron. Basically you can view him as Aaron but the real Aaron could show up if and when Teh decides.
Aaron Gentles always the Gentleman.
No Ich is right, its one each. I still have a Rider and a Lancer to make.
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