Fate oath/alternative (Festival of Epics Reboot)

Rider didn't exactly trust the female knight, but as the overseer; he's cutting her a lot of slack at the very least.

"Hurm... I suppose we should wait here until the other competitors arrive master."

Tammy

Tamamo clapped her hands.

"YAY~! That's a GOOD WISH,Goshujin-sama~! It's decided! We'll wish for me to stay! I'll be your awesome waifu~! The greatest wife in the world!"

She couldn't suppress her giggling.

"Anyway, Master, you should get some rest. We have a big day tomorrow! We'll go to the Overseer, then to the mall, THEN we'll WIN THIS WAR!!"

Mike grinned.

"Heh. Can't tell if someone's hitting on you, babe? You really are innocent. Such a shame, that."

He let loose a short laugh.

Then he heard Rider's suggestion.

"Yeah. Good idea,Superman." Mike nodded.

"We'll stick around here and wait for the others. We can do that, right, babe?"

edited 20th Jun '12 7:44:32 PM by DeathChariot

Breten Residence

Yuna smiled at the woman.

"Heh. I have plenty of questions, but I can ask those later. Although I appreciate that you like music," she added, nodding towards the music stand in the corner of the room.

"And...heh, sorry for my inexperience," the magus added, slightly sheepishly.

"So then, should we just go to the Overseer? Or do you have any questions for me?"

Redrock Town

Hikaru nodded.

I'll do my best to keep you where you're comfortable, she thought to her diminutive Servant. I think we're almost to the Church, though, she added, spotting its shape up ahead of her. Hikaru tensed slightly, aware that there were almost certainly other Masters around.

Sense anything odd, Caster? she asked. She wasn't sure if she expected an answer, but...Hikaru sighed. As sweet as the other girl was, she was still a Servant. That meant a lot of power in that small frame...

Redrock Town

There's... Caster felt multiple presences about, and their nature was undeniable. There were Servants here, she could feel them.. Three Servants. I can feel them, they're nearby. Gretchen thinks we should be kind of cautious, but, um... We shouldn't be fighting yet! Not in the open like this, and I don't think they'll decide to fight so I think it would be okay. But maybe we should still be careful, but, um... still!

Jessica, The Church

My legs... damn, I really am an idiot. So eager to move and get this Grail War over with., Jessica clenched her fists and teeth in unison. "Ah..ah...ah..." she breathed in and out and reinforced the bottom of her legs to keep walking.

"Seems I tore the muscles in my legs. How reckless of me, Archer." she said with a smile. "A Hhhh..." she breathed in and out. "I apologize for doing something so rash... it won't happen again, Archer." that same smile, that same voice, she continued on with her walk and eventually came into the sight of Jeanne, Mike and Rider.

That man..., something already didn't go right with her. Her eyes met his own and that's all she needed. "Overseer, my Servant, Archer, and I have arrived."

I have to be prepared for anything. I can't die here.. or now., her hand wandered to the hilt of her Conceptual Weapon and Mystic Code, Lightray. Her hand tightened...

Siegfried, Archwood Ghetto

Siegfried refused. Even if they were criminals or scum, as Paul put it, he couldn't bring himself to take their lives without just cause. And eating them? He was a weak man with a pathetic disposition. This anger, it began to well up inside of him. It rose up and began to control his hand once again.

He shook his head no, and gripped him by the neck again. Up he went, but the grip was loosened. He wasn't going to strangle him. He simply tossed him on top of one of the hobos.

Siegfried wasn't going to stoop so low.

He wasn't going to take their lives.

Never.

Jeanne, The Church

"Of course, as long as you do not cause chaos in His house." Jeanne then turned to walk back to the church pew where the Holy Bible was. She wanted to read it once more but then Jessica and Archer showed up. "Ah..." she looked at the front of the church, a hint of disappointment in her eyes. "Master and Servant Archer? Good." she smiled and then nodded.

"Jessica, then? Very well." Jeanne looked to Archer and Jessica, then to Michael and Rider. "I suppose I should formally introduce myself, then."

"I am Jeanne de'Arc of the Ruler Class." a hand fell upon her breast as she smiled. She nodded to assure herself. "I will do what I can to assist you as my class as Ruler dictates. If you have any questions regarding the workings of the Grail War or Servant classes, please, feel free to ask me. I am an open book."

Nero, Breten Residence

"Ah! Don't worry of it, it's nothing to be ashamed of, really, it's quite endearing." Saber said as she stood up from the chair. Soon, her body began to vanish in a flurry of rose petals. "I agree, Master, lead the way, if you please."

"The questions I have, Master, will be answered in action and not in words."

And then she vanished completely.

Mike

Mike whistled when he saw Jessica and Archer arrive.

"Oh wow,another Master,huh? Man, I didn't think little girls could become Masters. How old are you? Like,thirteen?"

He then looked at Archer.

"Maaaaan, now this guy, he looks like a complete douche. You okay there, bro?"

He laughed.

"Man, where are my manners. I'm Mike. This here is Superman,er,Rider. Howdy."

Redrock Town (Near the Church)

Hikaru made a contemplative noise.

We are all heading to the same place. Thanks for the update, anyway.

They reached the church.

Okay, ready to go in? the Master asked gently.

Outside the Breten Residence

Yuna smiled slightly at the flurry of rose petals, getting up from her chair.

We're actually a bit far from the church where the Overseer is, she explained as she grabbed a coat—she tended to get cold easily, especially if she was launching herself through the air—and stuffed her wallet inside a zipper pocket.

So, do you want to take the bus to outside the city, or walk, or... The magus trailed off as she headed out the front door. My specialty is wind, so if you don't mind a bumpy ride I could probably launch us there—I can't really fly but I can aim where I push myself and make us not spatter when we hit the ground. Actually, there's a good place to do that en route to a bus stop, so...

Yuna frowned when she realized she was babbling. It might have been useful information, but she was still babbling.

...Sorry. I'm not usually this...scattered. Anyway, it might not be the best idea to use a bunch of power right at the start. Let's go ahead and take the bus for now—we can maybe find you some more current clothes and some sparkling juice on the way.

edited 20th Jun '12 9:06:30 PM by IchigoNeko

Rider greeted his opponents by thumping his armored chest.

"There will be much honor in your defeat, noble magus and mighty servant."

edited 20th Jun '12 9:07:55 PM by Strigon

Redrock Town (Near the Church)

There was a moment of silence from Faust. She was preparing herself to meet... people. Even if they couldn't see her, or hear her, or anything... if it was only the Servants, she would've been fine. But there was people, too many people, and that was just... she thought of Gretchen, and relaxed a little.

I'm ready.

Wes

Wes was once again pulled under by Tamamo, who seemed insistent this time be bed. He supposed he could live with that. If they kept talking, next thing you know she'd manage to rope him shoddy car insurance too.

I guess I have to win now, he thought, listening to the rhythm of the sleeping goddess' heartbeat. There was no way he could afford not to. He'd said he'd be there for her, and he meant that, as a friend. Maybe more. Then I'd definitely have to win. I'm not just going to leave her alone again.

And that's how he fell asleep. Nestled against the one he'd promised to make happy, lulled asleep by the thumping of her heart.

Paul

"Oof!" Paul gasped. Again? What, had he gotten the defective model? He needn't to bring this thing under control. Now.

"I guess you don't get how this works. I'm your Master. And when the Master gives their Servant a command, they obey." Yet another one of the red marks began to glow and disappear. Paul cursed under his breath. He gets Saber, and has to waste two Command Spells just bringing him under control. Suddenly he didn't feel so lucky.

Archer

"And I suppose belt buckles and BDSM gear are back in style?" Archer quipped in snide reply. Speaking of odd garb, the Overseer was about to speak and... did she announce herself as Jeanne d'Arc?

"Excuse me," Archer said, breaking the silence, "You said you were Jeanne d'Arc, right? Wouldn't that make you a Servant? What is a Servant doing in charge of the Holy Grail War?"

Jessica, At the Church with Archer

Thirteen? Does this fool think he can get to me with words? Hah., Jessica merely ignored the man called Mike and focused on Jeanne. Wait, Archer was right. Jessica believed the Overseer to be a dispatch from the Church to oversee the Grail War, not a Servant by the class of Ruler.

''I've never heard of such a class.', Ruler. Was that a class specifically used to run the Grail War? What made them eligible for said class? "You said the class of Ruler... so you're specifically summoned to keep tabs on the Grail War? That's interesting..."

Does that make sense? Hmm...

" G Ghhh..." Jessica grimaced and moved behind Archer, trying to disguise her pain. It really wasn't working, plus she moved behind him so he could do his job and protect her.

"Apologies again, Archer." she whispered to the man in red.

Jeanne, In the Church

"I am summoned by the Grail, as the class of Ruler as I just described, and I oversee the Grail War. This system is merely different from others, I presume." the young girl explained as she looked around. There were two Masters and another one currently on the way there. Maybe she needed to summon them?

It's time.

The young woman turned away from the two Masters and two Servants and began to walk down the aisle with red-carpet once more. "I must remind you," Jeanne turned her head to face the four, "There is to be no fighting in His house. Is there a battle to be done, take it away from here, understand?" she then turned away and went on her original course. Up the stairs that lie behind the altar and eventually she reached the bell. One pull of the string...

DING... DONG... DING... DONG...

The bell sounded, and the Servants, hopefully, could tell it meant that it was time to meet at the Church.

Siegfried, Archwood Ghetto

His master used yet another Command Seal to demand his obedience. He couldn't kill him now, wasn't that such a shame. A man like him doesn't deserve to exist.

'Ding...dong...ding...dong...

The bell sounded. Thank Heavens, thank God and thank his own fortune! Siegfried moved his hand up into the sky and pointed to the sound of the church bell, or where he thought it was coming from.

It was time to go to the Church!

Nero — With Her Master

The bus, you say? Very well then. And modern wares? I see, but it isn't necessary as of now, Praetor. It can wait until tomorrow, of course., Nero replied simply. She allowed her Master to choose the best way to get to the church.

Wes

Wes heard it first. The gonging of the church bell. That bell was almost never rung. So wouldn't that mean that if it was being rung now, on the eve of the Holy Grail War...

"Tamamo!" He tried to wiggle around. "Tamamo! Wake up!"

Archer

His brow creased. "Different how?"

Paul

The church bell rang in the distance, breaking up what was surely the most heartwarming union of Master and Servant ever.

"The church? The hell do they want?" He sighed. "Come on. You're finishing that later."

Tammy

She woke with a start and fell off the bed.

"GYAAAAAH! Where's the enemy?!"

Then she saw the Master staring at her.

"What? I was asleep! So, uh.... what's that sound?"

Mike was still grinning. That Master...hmm,he could troll her, no problem. The Servant? Mike got the feeling that he was a troll of the highest caliber. Gotta watch out for him.

"Heh. A douche with an attitude problem. I knew it."

Then he heard the Overseer speak.

"Wait, you're the Jeanne? Damn,babe, you're way older than you look..."

Wes

"I think that's the church bell." Wes said. That church hasn't been used in ages. The only activity it's seen recently is housing the Overseer of the Grail War...

"I think they're summoning the Masters to the Church. Let's go, Tamamo."

Archer

"Better than being a Godfather reject who lost a bet with his hairstylist." Archer muttered.

Tammy

"What? In the middle of the night?!"

She pouted, glaring at nobody in particular.

"I'm going to have a word with that old codger who runs this war! Let's go, Goshujin-Sama!"

Mike

Heh. Heh. That Servant was awesome. How the hell did he even know about the Godfather? Well, can't let an opportunity go to waste. They were kindred spirits after all.

"Really? Is that the best you can come up with? Reaaaaaaaaaaaaally mature, bro. And you're one to talk. I know you just want to score with that cute little Master of yours."

ONE TRIP TO THE BATHROOM AND A SHORT WALK LATER

From the church, you'd be forgiven for thinking only the Master had come, given the solitary outline of the approaching figure. But upon closer inspection, you'd find that one person was actually two. One doing the walking, and the other being carried around like a wet cat.

"... I can walk this far on my own, you know," Wes said, his voice teeming with the impotent rage of the short and crippled.

Archer

Something in Archer snapped just then. He knew then that this assclown was going down. "Heh. No thanks. Unlike you, I have something called 'class'. Y'know, that thing you have when you don't walk around dressed like a gigolo on procedural cop night?"

edited 21st Jun '12 1:25:20 AM by KSPAM

Tammy

"But Goshujin-Samaaaaa~! It's much faster this waaaaaay~! Not to mention it's much MUCH cuter! And romantic! And intimate~!"

Tamamo carried her Master with all the elegance and grace she could muster, which, admittedly is not much. Which resulted in a very bumpy ride. With the unfortunate side effect of bounciness. Did I mention she was clutching Wes close to her chest?

Mike,Master of Trolling

Oh. Hell yes. I win. thought the troll. He got him good with that comment.

"Aww,don't be like that! I mean, with those clothes I KNOW you're a playboy of the highest caliber. I mean, how many girls have you scored?"

Saber,Rin,Sakura,etc....

Wes

"I think I have a concussion." Wes remarked. "Can you put me down now?" He meant no offense to Tamamo, but he already looked far less than intimidating already, he didn't need to be carried in by his huggy Servant on top of that.

Archer

"Six. Simultaneously." Archer replied, deadpan. "But I don't really make a point of bragging about it, because unlike some here, I'm confident enough in my masculinity to not have to brag about it constantly in a vain attempt to look 'macho'." He said with airquotes. At this point, the conversation was probably far from appropriate considering the audience, but Archer didn't care. He may not have started this, but he was going to end it. By god he was going to end it.

edited 21st Jun '12 1:54:36 AM by KSPAM

Siegfried — Archwood Ghetto

The knight disappeared into the darkness of the night, ready to follow his Master to the Church and get this over with.

Jessica Harway — The Church

The young Jessica held her composure. Such a crude display of the art of speech. They were taking shots at one another, both Mike and Archer. Her Servant seemed to be having fun and that was the problem. A Servant of the Harway family participating in such—, no, not of the Harway Family. Jessica's Servant was participating in such a futile display. "Archer," she gripped the bridge of her nose in frustration. "I would appreciate it if you.. never mind, do as you like."

I have more important matters to attend to., she thought to herself as she moved forward and close to the entrance of the church. One step and another and she was back outside. Her eyes fell upon the grave stones to the side. She couldn't see the names, but she only wondered, would she be put in there? No, if she died in a fight with a Master or a Servant, her body would be completely destroyed.

... ... The strong don't want to die nor do they want to kill, they only..., those words came to her mind out of nowhere. They just appeared, but they held the truth.

Is wishing for a better future right? Maybe Archer is... right... no, that's his perception. Both his and mine are different. I have to pull through., she then looked back at Archer who was still inside the church.

The pain in her legs simmered down, so she could walk on her own.

Jeanne, The Church

The young woman returned to an exchange of the lowest caliber. A Servant and a Master were bickering back and forth in His house and causing trouble. Eventually, the fight would no doubt turn into a battle. "Enough!" she said, raising her hand into the sky as if motioning them to shut up. "You seem to have misunderstood me. When I said no fights, I meant both physical and verbal. I will not have you disrespect the Lord in his own domain. Leave, now." this wasn't a statement, but a demand.

And then Archer said something about having courtship with six women. Simultaneously. It was supposed to be only one, and polygamy was a deadly sin. "... ... I will respect you as a Servant, Archer, but I will request that you leave my sight." she turned away, her eye twitching and her face a deep red.

Tammy

"NEVEEEEEEEEER!"

Run,Tammy,run. Bounce,Tammy,bounce.

Perhaps it could be called a miracle when finally the ecstatic Servant and the poor Master caught sight of the Church.

"Here we are, Goshujin-Samaaaa~!"

....I don't think anything is left of the Master's masculinity.

Mike

"Just telling how it is. By the way, thanks for the info you spilled."

He grinned.

This was a good day for him. A very good day.

"Sorry, babe. I'll be outside!"

...and he left the church and stood next to Jessica.

edited 21st Jun '12 2:06:29 AM by DeathChariot

The Downgates

Paul made his way over the hill, trudging along with Sigfried in tow, when what to his wondering eyes should appear but a miniature Master and the Servant he stole.

"Oi. Sitting pretty there, aren't we, Wes?" He said with a smirk.

"Paul?" Wes turned to look at the all-too familiar voice, and his blood froze. The man behind Paul. He wasn't supposed to be there. Overwhelming amounts of magic power stained with a lethal killing intent seemed to radiate from him in waves. He was a Servant, there was no doubt about it. But he didn't seem as nice as Tamamo. Matter of fact was, this man could kill them. Would kill them. Easily, and without even thinking about it, if they didn't run. But where did Paul-

"Taking a look at your executioner? I picked the big guy here up just a half an hour ago. Pretty neat, huh? Saber, say hello." The knight clad in black said nothing. "Oh yeah, that's right. Forgot you weren't too big on talking. Well, I'll be seeing you around, Wes. Keep the elevator ready for me when I come back."

And like that, Paul walked into the church, leaving Wes terrified out of his mind. "Saber?..." He muttered, his throat dry.

Archer

"Feh." And like that, Archer dematerialized. This wasn't over. The battle had been lost, but the war went on.

edited 21st Jun '12 2:23:41 AM by KSPAM

Rider groaned internally upon knowing that a hypocrite and a delusional madwoman was the overseer of the war, already he wasn't liking his chances of victory in the grail war with such a biased and intolerant person at it's helm.

Wonderful indeed...

But at least his sour mood was lightened by his master's antics against the unknown Archer and even when the Hypocrite told them to leave, his mood was still light as it was obvious that the prude was embarrassed by their little verbal bout. He then comes closer to Mike to compliment him.

"Your oratory skills, while crass; are of the highest caliber, you would have made a fine member of my council should you have been born during my time."

edited 21st Jun '12 3:05:46 AM by Strigon

Tammy

Tamamo gaped at the turn of events. She even dropped her Master.

"W-wha? WHAT?!"

Surprise turned to anger.

"THAT GORILLA! HOW DARE HE?! HE'S GOING DOWN! FOR SUREEEEEEEE!"

Then to Wes.

"Goshujin-Sama, don't worry. We've got the advantage. Did you see his Command Seals?"

edited 21st Jun '12 2:29:03 AM by DeathChariot

Siegfried, With Tamamo and Wes — To the Church

The silent knight had materialized back when they got closer to the Church. If his Master vanished, no matter how much he hated him already, he had to protect him. Plus, if anyone was going to hurt him, it was going to be him and by his own hand. The silent man walked forward and... stopped at Wes.

A hand fell onto his shoulder and he smiled...? Siegfried nodded and then looked to Tamamo, Wes's Servant, and held the same grin. Afterward, he trotted forward and stopped just at Shapur. The large, hulking Saber remained silent as he eyed Rider. Those eyes... were ones that hungered for battle.

Jessica — Outside the Church, near Mike

With Archer there to protect her, she had nothing to worry about. Then again, she could take care of herself. She managed to break a Servant's weapon, so that was a feat on its own. "Michael," Jessica said the madman's name as she soon turned her head his way.

Her eyes. Her green eyes were filled with nothing but malice. She put aside her doubts, she put aside everything for now.

"The next time we meet, one of us will fall." she said, her green eyes now piercing daggers.

Jessica then turned away as if nothing had happened and began to walk forward. She passed by another Servant and Master, but that was none of her business, she keeped walking until—

"Huh?" Jessica noticed Wes and Tamamo. The aura they had... it was nothing like in the Church. Michael and Rider were on the total opposite end of the spectrum. Vile, dark... the scent they left smelled of blood. These two, on the other hand were innocent. "Another Master, I presume? Ah, I am Jessica. It's nice to meet you." she put her hand out for Wes to shake.

Mike

"I aim to please, Superman." he said with his trademark grin.

Then to Jessica.

"I have no doubt of that, little girl. But,see....You should control that Servant of yours."

Tammy

A girl had just popped in. Who was she? Why was she talking to Wes?

"Yeah. He's MY Master. Who are you?"

There was an awful lot of hostility in her voice.