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@Unoedipal
Could you give me an explanation on what Fuyuki's church service is like? Just like a quick rundown of the service's program, how many people are present, and the general behavior of the priest and acolytes throughout the service? If you could include any notable deviations from a generic stereotypical Roman Catholic service that would be great, too.
I need to judge how unreasonably angry Rasputin is going to be.

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Oh shit sorry were you gonna bring that up?
My bad.

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@KoL
Not to be a buzzkill here but given that The Lord (or just "The" now apparently?) opened up by asking for skinny jeans and talking about banging dudes and generally acting slutty, I can't see how you've given kusanagifire any lead-in to actually get to the church.
I mean, your character is the one who is the devout Catholic in this relationship, not the Japanese magus. Shouldn't you be giving him something more to work with here?
It might just be me but it feels like you're expecting him to do all the heavy lifting insofar as making this whole encounter not feel incredibly contrived.

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"I-", Rasputin said, inserting the key into the ignition, "Am the great Grigori Yefimovich Rasputin, aide of Nicholas II! And you-", he waved the clipboard, "-Should rematerialize. Time is of the essence and I will be asking you to fill out this paperwork as we drive."

Rasputin placed the clipboard on the passenger seat, revealing a Japanese residency application. He spoke quickly as they pulled out onto the road, the car's front axle groaning softly as it was forced to take turns a car without power steering should never reasonably be expected to take.

"Do not be worrying about personal seal or identification, you will be finding all of them in glove compartment- though I will be needing to make changes to some after mass to be accounting for you being yourself. You are Doctor Alucard Orlock Akula, a 40-year-old phlebotomist- if anyone asks why you look young, you take good care of your skin- with a doctorate in haematology, educated in the Czech Republic. I am a humble electrician. We became friends over the internet due to our mutual interest in Slavic folklore, and have decided to work together to fulfill our lifelong dream of living in Japan, yes?"

Rasputin fished around in a bag stuck in the ashtray, retrieving a handful of washers. He absentmindedly swallowed them one or two at a time as he drove, as if he had somehow become addicted to metallic cough drops. After a few minutes, he spoke again.

"I should probably be telling you this right now: This is a one-church town. I understand that you are also of Russian Orthodox denomination, so please be understanding that, if mistakes are being made, I will be sharing in your outrage."

With that, they took a turn onto a small, tree-lined road. With a little luck, they'd make it to mass before it began.

@kusanagifire

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"Of course!", Rasputin responded cheerfully, now in slurred, heavily-accented Japanese, "It is good to be working with you, comrade Dracula. Now come, we have much to be doing."

With that, Rasputin pivoted on his heels and stalked off to his GAZ, parked at the edge of the lot. He fished around in the backseat while he awaited his Servant. From underneath a heavy coat and some grocery bags littered across the seat, Rasputin pulled a clipboard and pen, setting them next to the driver's seat so he wouldn't lose them. He started the car and leaned out the window, squinting at the morning sky.

"We must be leaving quickly if we are not to be missing morning mass, comrade! Are we not brothers in God?"

@kusanagifire

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Joke's on you, guy.
A real magician makes his own luck.

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Somewhere off in the distance, a ritual was occurring. Yes, within the chilly and bleak confines of a deserted 7-11 parking lot, great and terrible magics were at work. A filthy-looking hunched-over man twitched and shuddered like a marionette on tangled strings as he dragged himself around a chalked, faintly glowing pentagram, his attention fixated upon what looked to be the remnants of an oversize wooden stake, dyed faintly red. The circle began to glow and pulse with magical power as the magus chanted in Russian between sips of a blue raspberry Slurpee he had bought a few minutes before preparing the ritual.

["Heed my words! By the power of RASPUTIN, return to your mortal bindings, spirit born of man! By the powers of Grail, Earth, and Humanity, I call out to thee! Should you hear my missive, return to the living realm at once, great spirit! I hereby swear that, er, that... Hm."]

Rasputin scratched his beard, head bobbing back and forth haphazardly like a pigeon hopped up on meth. How did the next bit go again? Rasputin toyed absentmindedly with his Slurpee's straw as he pondered. The summoning circle was already up and going, so he couldn't go back and double-check either. Guess he'd just have to wing it.

["-In the name of, God, the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit! I am thou, thou art I, from the sea of mine soul I bind thee by blood and sweat, come forth from seventh heaven, Guardian of the scales!"]

As the pentagram flared, Rasputin reached into his robes and retrieved a mason jar of goat blood, spiking it haphazardly into the summoning circle more for emphasis than anything else. It probably wasn't necessary, but hey, Dracula. Maybe he was into that sort of thing.

@kusanagifire

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@kusanagifire If it's cool with you I'm gonna go ahead and call dibs on Dracula.

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Name: Grigori Yefimovich Rasputin

Gender: M

Age: Unknown

Personality: Zealous, loud, and bombastic, Rasputin has the air of one who lives in the moment. He possesses a strange and terrifying charisma that acts like a magnet for the mentally unhinged, and Resputin himself is only too eager to help with their requests. Power-hungry by nature, rather than trust, he seeks to become necessary to people, preferring not to give them a choice in working with him.

Appearance

Biography: Rasputin is an artificial human, created by an unknown (but presumably Russian) mage with the intention of using the grail to travel back in time and replace the real Rasputin in order to create a timeline where the Czar rules over Russia into the modern day and forms the United Imperial State of Russia. Whether this plan will actually work, time will tell.

Family History: N/A

Origin: Alchemy

Elemental Affinity: Earth

Number of Magic Circuits: C

Quality of Magic Circuits: D

Od: E

Magecraft: Capable of some weak healing spells, wards against disease, minor suggestions to weak-willed humans, and the like. The limits of his artificial body's capacity for magic are made up for by its absurd durability and self-regenerative powers. Rasputin's most unique skill is the internal furnace, an automated magical "factory" of sorts that runs the length of his digestive tract and allows him to shape and reforge any matter he swallows and integrate it into his body if he so chooses. This does not allow him to change the nature of the matter, merely shape and refine it- that is to say, he couldn't turn lead into gold, but he could swallow hematite and regurgitate an iron knife.

Equipment:
Hypnotic Pendulum - a simple pocketwatch engraved with spells, it allows him to put people to sleep and strength the effects of his healing magic and powers of suggestion.
Bulletproof vest - Not actually needed since his own durability far outstrips the protection offered by the vest, he keeps it around because it helps maintain the illusion that he's human.
A 1982 GAZ-24

Skills: Some first-aid training; an odd, inhuman charisma (not in a politician way but in more of a crazed street preacher way); unnaturally strong and tough for his size and build; broad knowledge of Russian myth, alchemy, chemistry; a surprising mastery of sleight of hand techniques; basic firearms training; fluency in russian, english, japanese; certified electrician; skilled at both violin and guitar; fantastic singing voice; Russia's greatest love machine.

Other: He's sterile and has severe tourettes, defects from his nature as a homunculus. As a homunculus, he's built for strength, toughness, and self-repair above all else.

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@Unoedipal
Alright are we good then?