Assassin, Vincent's
Well, that didn't work. Damnit. The verbally-backhanded Hassan stood awkwardly to the side as the two equal-yet-opposite blondes continued their deadly clash of steel and philosophy.
Assassin, with Vincent
"Calm down. We'll be there in a minute." And indeed, in about ten minutes time, the pair of Assassins had carried the stealthed Master at a sprint to their southwestern safehouse. It wasn't much, really, just an abandoned warehouse. Though clearly a downgrade from Vincent's previous abode, it was at least well-lit, and outfitted with basic bounded fields to ward away non-magi and raise an alarm when someone was trespassing.
Sitting the dark-haired vigilante down in a chair, the two spies removed his cloak and took a seat themselves. "Home, sweet home! How do you like it?"
Assassin, with Round Table
Prowling around on the same rooftop as Kay, Gale, and Bedivere, Hassan decided to make his brother Assassin's prophecy a reality.
"Yeeeaaaah..." he drawled nonchalantly, suddenly appearing a little behind the lone Master of the group, "Funny story there! Turns out your King of Knights is fighting for her life against her dark doppelganger all by herself, and poor Felicia has kidnapped, taken hostage by Perseus! Pretty stupid of you all to have split up, huh?"
Assassin, Church
Somewhat hesitantly, Assassin tapped Jeanne on the shoulder. "Uh, Miss Overseer..." he whispered to her, "I'm afraid I have some bad news. Kaleb appears to be planning something on a city-wide scale, some kind of ritual, from what we can discern. He claimed after murdering his tail that "hell itself" is going to be born in this city by tomorrow morning. Also, he arrogantly requests that you up his bounty to five Command Seals. Considering the apparent time sensitivity of the issue, you might not be remiss in providing the others with the extra incentive."
Assassin, Harway Residence
"Yep!" an unusually peppy female Assassin chirped, making herself visible on the sofa's arm, "Rest sounds like the best prescription for you, young lady! But first, could you maybe sign this in blood? We'd really appreciate it!" Somehow, even though her mask shouldn't have been able to betray any emotion, it seemed like her mouth and eyes were curved in a beaming smile. She waved the ubiquitous, soul-binding contract she was holding about as if it were a baton.
edited 26th Sep '12 9:00:27 PM by darksidevoid
GM: AGOG S4 & F/WC RP; Co-GM: TABA, SOTR, UUA RP; Sub-GM: TTS RP. I have brought peace, freedom, justice, and security to my new Empire.Bedivere
"What?!" Bedivere bit his lip. Erin, can you hear me? Are you okay?!
This wasn't good. He knew their king could triumph over this foe, but not if her Master was being held against her will! That made her extremely vulnerable in a fight like this!
Archer
Archer eyed the Hassan warily. "I dunno, my mommy and daddy always told me not to accept blood contracts from strangers. Especially not ones who wear skull masks and kill people for a living," he said sardonically, his voice dripping with his trademark sarcasm.
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I've got new mythological machinery, and very handsome supernatural scenery. Goodfae: a mafia web serialErin, Apartment
I'm fine, Bedivere, the pajama'd redhead replied grimly, for once not panicking as she dragged out the air-matress from a side closet, This is disturbing to say the least, however. See if he knows anything else.
Assassin, Harway Residence
Being confronted by Archer had apparently flipped some kind of switch in the female spy, because her demeanor turned absolutely frigid.
"Tch! Be more grateful! I'm only offering to become your ally because you need my help, idiot!" She looked away from Jessica and her Servant, shoving the leather roll toward the blonde as if it was trash. "I-It's not like I want you to sign my contract o-or anything! M-My Master just refuses to share any info with you until it's signed! That's all, stupid!"
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GM: AGOG S4 & F/WC RP; Co-GM: TABA, SOTR, UUA RP; Sub-GM: TTS RP. I have brought peace, freedom, justice, and security to my new Empire.Gale
Hostage...? thought Gale to herself as she turned calmly towards the newly arrived Assassin with interest. Why wouldn't he just kill her while her Servant is busy with the other Servant? was all she could think of as Bedivere proceeded to flip the flip out.
"'Stupid'... huh?" murmured Gale as she walked towards Assassin, staring directly into the holes for his eyes in his mask. She looked him over, and at his stats... she was not impressed. In fact, she was very disappointed to see that they were below even the lowest of ranks. Ignoring that fact, she calmly folded her arms as she stared at Assassin.
Hey, Kay, behave yourself, will you? Also, tell Lancer to keep his cool. I'm going to try to get some information from this guy. Just make sure that you keep an eye on him in case he tries anything fishy, she said to her Servant mentally, before proceeding to talk to Assassin.
"I don't like to be called 'Stupid', Mr. Skull-For-A-Face," said Gale coldly. "Also, I'm curious as to why an Assassin would reveal himself to a Master and two Servants just to give information that would benefit only them... Tell me, you're here for another reason, aren't you?" Maintaining her calm mentally and keeping a level-head, Gale continued. "As much as I hate the idea of knowing that a friend is in the hands of an enemy, I don't believe she'll be dead anytime soon... since she would have already been dead if that was their true intentions, no?"
With a small amused smile, Gale raised her hand, and attempted to poke and prod at the Assassin's Mask with her finger out of interest in the weak and mask-wearing servant. "Now then, would you be kind enough to tell me why you're really here, and where we can find our kidnapped friend, Mr. Skullface? ... Also, do you have any eyes? In fact, do you even have a face underneath this mask? It looks as if it's attached pretty securely..."
Marcia
Well, began Marcia as she walked behind Sargon, following him closely as she placed her hands behind her back, I was kind of hoping for that, actually. See, if an enemy follows my familiar to where we are, they would fall right into the shelter-less area of the bridges, and they would meet an unexpected volley from your Noble Phantasm.
Besides, there's not really much at my place... since I... really don't have much, murmured Marcia mentally with a sad smile as she lowered her head a bit. Though, I do have someone such as yourself now! So I wouldn't care if they did find my apartment or not~ Marcia raised her head as she smiled wider, looking straight as Sargon. As for the daylight part, we could just rent out a nearby house or apartment that's located near the bridge, and we could have that be our 'home turf' during the day. It prevents us from drawing too much attention, and we could reach the bridge easily if so needed. And... if things got truly desperate... we could just destroy the bridge, though I'd like to prevent things from getting that desperate.
Still smiling as she began to prove her cleverness and her hidden intelligence, Marcia began to eye the mask upon Sargon's face. Also... I've been wondering lately... and I'm sorry if you mentioned this but after that scuffle with that Emilia, my mind is still recollecting things... Anyway, why exactly do you wear that mask upon your face, Sargon?
Sometimes, you just gotta do the unexpected to catch the expected unexpected individual who you are expecting.Vincent
He appraised the new headquarters. Quite frankly, he wasn't impressed. First off, there was an overpowering smell of rust. Second, there were holes on the roof. Third, the paintjob was terrible. And lastly, the chair that Assassin put him on? Splinters on his ass.
He sighed. This truly and utterly sucked. But whatever, he could deal with this. Saber would probably complain her ass off.
"It works. I have to see some of my contacts tomorrow. I left some of my guns back there. Not to mention...this." he gestured at his amputated leg.
"Can't exactly fight a war like this."
Kay
Unfortunately, this was his sister they were talking about. Thus he was freaking out worse than Bedivere.
"WHERE IS SHE?! TELL ME OR I SWEAR I'LL RIP YOUR LUNGS OUT!!"
Evil Tammy
"I really have no preference for these sorts of things..." she said boredly, still with that animal smile.
"Why don't we just follow what Saber wants for now? I'm sure I'll find something fun to do when we get there~!"
Jeanne — The Church
The woman had been calmly reading the scripture of the Lord before the words of Assassin broke her attention from the book. The words drilled through her ears, breaking any peace that she had felt before. "What?" Jeanne said in shock. Anxiety rushed up from the depths. Her eyes narrowed, her voice became cold. "I'll handle this myself."
A man who threatens to unleash such a thing upon an innocent city., Jeanne reached into the air, and the blade with the famous banner had appeared. It's scarlet majesty fell to the ground with no wind to carry it. "I've let this go on long enough." Jeanne said as she walked toward the church. "Assassin, stay here and relay any information to me that you can about visitors." she stopped.
"But this information does not leave the church, via telepathy or otherwise. It's between the two of us. If I find out that this agreement has been compromised, there will be appropriate punishment." with that, the Overseer Jeanne d'Arc had made her way toward Archer's peak with terrible haste.
Jessica — Harway Manor
"Those who attack the defenseless at night are no more than cowards." Jessica managed to muster a few words from her exhausted body. "Archer, I want to sleep in peace... so protect me, alright?" Jessica sounded as though she was about to pass out.
The girl turned as it released all of the frustration pent up in her body. Her muscles had relaxed;her eyes had shut. Jessica was now fast asleep.
Sargon of Akkad — With Marcia
The man listened to everything that Marcia said, That sounds like an excellent plan, Marcia.
She asked about his mask now, It's appropriately called the Mask of Sargon, which was worn as I had been buried... or some say. It is fashioned from a fragment of the legendary Walls of Uruk that I had wrecked to show my true power as the first king., Sargon smiled wryly at that. The man knew that if Enkidu had found out, any semblance of friendship with them would be gone.
Which leads me to ask, do you know of my strongest Noble Phantasm?
Manaka Soujo — Brunestudland
"Ah, alright then. Oh, Saber, you want to go to the Hall of Mirrors? Are you really that sure?" Manaka said with a gigantic cat grin. "Why not!" Manaka walked back, threw herself forward and clasped her arms around Yami's neck as if they were some sort of necklace. "LEAD the way!"
Arthuria
The King of England kept fighting, striking with all the experience her life as a warrior had brought her. However, her enemy answered to her movements without missing a beat. It may be that her experience fighting would win her the day eventually, but not soon enough.
Thus, Arthuria decided to use the only Noble Phantasm she could afford to use. She swung her blade in a mighty diagonal strike as she yelled "Invisible Air!"
What was unleashed was not only the might of her blade strike... but a powerful wave of cutting air in her attack of Strike Air: Hammer of the Wind King.
Robin Hood, Archer's Peak
The sudden appearance of the woman threatening her Master right at her side disturbed Archer more than a little. Given her natural gifts, not even an Assassin should be able to creep up on her. However, once the woman was revealed, Robin wasted no time at all in moving. The fast Servant summoned her Yew Bow and had an arrow notched at leveled right at Jack's eye from a distance of less than thirty centimeters. The string on her bow was taught, bearing many times more power than the material should be able to handle.
Robin's eyes sparkled in their particular green tone as she spoke "Dunno how you were able to appear past me but your advantage is over, Servant. Believe me when I say that I can kill you before you even decide to strike at my Master. Given the circumstances I think it is the two of you who should be going now"
And Robin was being quite honest here. In her eyes she saw the immediate future, felt the ebb and flow of what might happen in this encounter. Should she see Jack decide to do any threatening move in the future, she would strike before the Servant even thought of making the move in the present.
Enkidu
Enkidu was more than glad to come back to Emilia's side, and then looked on as she arranged for an attack on this Snake man "Hmm? You got me and yet you would ask someone else to kill him?"
Emilia Archibald
Emilia grinned. "Not quite. My plans have not changed. I want to see Snake die. I want to be there when it happens. But if I want that to happen," she said ominously, "we have to lure the coward out of hiding. Luckily, the chief of police is under my thumb as long as I'm here in the city. With a few phone calls, I can circulate Snake's picture and have a lookout for him on every police dispatch in the city. In two hours, Snake is going be labeled a wanted criminal."
Her expression was smug, almost downright poisonous. "Where we cannot tread, they can. They can corner Snake at the Church. His only options then are to kill them, and flee the wrath of the Overseer, or be taken into custody, where we will pay him a "personal visit"."
She put her hand on Enkidu's head. "Then you can kill him."
Jack
Jack laughed. "Fine then. Double suicide it is. I kill him, and then you kill me. We both die. Sounds delightful."
She pressed the knife dangerously close to Elias' carotid artery, as if daring Robin to shoot.
The Black Knight
Saber saw it coming, and readied her own blade. "Merodach!"
She swung, meeting Arthuria halfway with the same strike, the same power. Equal and yet opposite.
I've got new mythological machinery, and very handsome supernatural scenery. Goodfae: a mafia web serialElias Callahan, Archer's Peak
Damn. Robin was fast but this Assassin still had the knife to his neck. He haqd thought that he still was holding the blade but he needed to act. Elias's mind was racing trying to come up with some technique he had to get away. He could use his magic to create a localized blast of wind near his throat but that ran the risk of backfiring. He could feel the knife at his throat. He needed to do something. Robin, could you fire a shot on my command. I think I can create a burst of wind that might catch Assassin off guard enough that they'll drop the knife he said in the mental link.
Ready, Set he thought as he prepared his spell. Now he thought in the link and then a powerful blast of wind blew originating at the point between Elias' neck and the knife and blowing away from his neck. He had made sure to use the wind in such a way as to not launch himself backward right into the Assassin's arms anymore than he already was. The goal being, obviously, knocking the hand or the knife away from his throat while Robin got a clear shot.
I, for one, welcome our new Basketball Z overlords. All hail The Generation of Miracles! (Aomine is the best though)Aaron Skyfield
Aaron grabbed the girl just as Lancer's polearm jutted through his chest. He laughed through the blood dripping off his lips and pulled the girl onto the spear. At the same time, his chest was falling apart and continuously reforming, unable to subvert the weapon's curse until it was pulled from his body.
David Crockett
"I'm watchin' you right now," said Crockett. "If you want a chance at winning, I suggest you draw the enemy into the woods to the east. I can set up traps and track the other Servants better."
He paused, then said, "Just try and avoid drawing that one's attention. You know, the green haired girl. We don't need to settle your feud yet."
Read all of my fanfics!Robin Hood
Robin acted quickly, aiming at the Assassin at point blank range and letting her arrow fly. An arrow that carried behind it well over the strength of an Anti-Materiel Rifle bullet. There was no way such a shot would miss it's mark, but at the same time, Robin had to get her Master as far away from the dead woman as possible. Thus she swung her bow like a staff to hit between Jack and Elias, intending to push the Servant away from her Master.
Enkidu
Enkidu closed one of their eyes as they were pet on the head "Hmmm a game with so many rules... but I can understand it. Then what is our next move? Can I go find a nice play to drink with Sargon?"
Arthuria
Their class was equal, the forces that met unflinching and canceling each other, releasing waves of power all around them with each strike. And yet Arthuria wouldn't give up. This was an enemy she could not, could never, declare a draw, let alone a loss against.
Jack
Unfortunately, Jack's speed was just as great as Robin's, and she managed to dodge the arrow, just barely. So close was the shot that it scraped her cheek on its way past. But the arrow had accomplished its goal. The Master was free for the moment, even if Jack now possessed his knife (having nicked it as she was pulling back).
The serial killer flipped the knife around in her hands absent-mindedly, admiring the quality. "Fine knife, you have here, child. I don't suppose you'd mind if I borrowed it, do you?"
The Servant known best for their dismembermen of women took off towards Robin Hood, her motions practiced and precise. First, she'd hit the kidneys...
Emilia Archibald
"You most certainly may not! I will not have you fraternizing with an enemy! Especially one who ramsacked your home and burnt it to the ground! Doesn't that make you mad? Why would you want to drink with him?!"
Emilia was seething, but quickly calmed herself (surprisingly). "Besides, I need you by my side twenty four seven until we kill Snake. I'm not safe until he's dead." She tried to remain as calm as possible. As peeved as she was with Sargon and that little wench he called Master, she shouldn't take it out on Enkidu... should she? No, she shouldn't. He'd done nothing wrong. Still, to have her Servant off drinking with her enemy? She wouldn't allow that.
I've got new mythological machinery, and very handsome supernatural scenery. Goodfae: a mafia web serialElias Callahan, Archer's Peak
"Go to hell" Elias said as he unsheathed another one of his knives. He charged using the wind and reinforcement to boost his speed as much as he dared. He was going to kill that bastard's master. Robin could defend herself. Elias aimed a slash for the other Master's throat. His life and the life of his Servant was threatened. The time to play nice and diplomatic had long since gone. Don't you die on me Robin, don't even let him touch you he thought.
I, for one, welcome our new Basketball Z overlords. All hail The Generation of Miracles! (Aomine is the best though)OOC Kaleb: "Warning! This post which involves me, Kaleb Doles, is not for the faint of heart, and contains a very brutal scene~! If you do not wish to see me cause some serious gruesome stuff and become an even bigger Complete Monster, please don't read this~! Viewer discretion is advised! Again, I warned ya~!"
Kaleb
Watching with amusement at the scene before him, Kaleb simply grinned as both Robin Hood and Elias focused completely on Jack, along with their attempts to kill her. And then, Elias turned and charged towards Kaleb... aiming to kill him. Elias got closer, and closer, and closer to Kaleb... until his knife made contact.
Oh no, the knife did not make contact with Kaleb... it made contact with the thing that was now in front of Kaleb... which was waiting in the nearby waters
as it waited for anything to harm its son. A large hulking and very wet abomination was now in-between both Elias and Kaleb, the knife piercing it's chest.
"Thank you, father... Also, that is enough," murmured Kaleb as he calmly ordered his Servant to stand down. "I think that's quite enough of this silly horse play, don't you think?" murmured Kaleb again towards Elias, this time snapping his fingers casually. "There's no point in wasting your talents on them, my dear... especially since we can just have them do it for us~" chuckled Kaleb, and as his 'Dad' gazed down upon Elias... his hands barely resisting the temptation to strangle or crush him. However, something soon pierced the clearing; a cry. The small cry could be barely heard... though it gradually began to get louder, and closer. In fact, the single cry slowly became a choir of cries as the sound of things walking could be heard.
From the shadows behind Kaleb emerged a large amount of undead familiars... and with each holding onto the source of the choir of cries; young children and infants. The harmless and innocent children and infants had tears streaming down their faces, and they were each horrified and crying as they were each held by a hulking and very hungry undead. No, placing these creatures into the ranks of the mere undead would be wrong... they were each hulking monstrosities capable of ripping even a car in two with their bare hands. They were ghouls; savage bloodthirsty creatures incapable of being killed even if their brains were destroyed. Alone, they could be defeated by a Servant... but the sheer amount of ghouls that were here would be more than enough to kill and devour a group of Servants. Behind the many ghouls were a large amount of lesser zombies, each looking very hungry.
"Now then, you two have two choices," said Kaleb as he walked from behind his father, and had nodded towards both Robin Hood and Elias, "Since I'm feeling nice, and because I want to get to my home as quickly as possible before more uninvited guests arrive... I will give you this opportunity to either leave now with no one getting further hurt... or you can stay, and be devoured and killed by my horde and you will be forced to watch as this happens~" With that, Kaleb snapped his fingers once again.
Without hesitation, one of the ghouls immediately snapped the arms off the crying child he was holding onto... and began beating the child to death with his own arms. The ghoul continued to beat and bash upon the bleeding and crying child as it howled loudly... drool escaping its jaws and mixing with the blood and tears on the boy's face. The ghoul continued beating the child as he slowly began peeling the flesh off of the child's face... eating it. Not only that but the abomination slammed his feet upon the little boy's legs, breaking them as a loud crack echoed throughout the clearing, the sound of the brutal conflict being overcome only by the boy's loud muffled cries of pain. The horrid scene continued as the rest of the children cried and screamed in horror of what was happening to the little boy... until the little boy stopped moving, now nothing more than a bloodied, bruised, and broken corpse. The only sound left was from the ghoul... which proceeded to then rip the now dead boy's head from the body... with his spine still connected. Holding the boy's head, with his spinal fluid seeping from the bone sockets... the ghoul began to lick the blood and liquid from the spine with its disfigured tongue, before beginning to gnaw the skin off of the head.
"Wonderfully done. Oh..." began Kaleb once again as he continued grinning... not even flinching at what his familiar had done... in fact, he looked as if he was very pleased with the method on how his ghoul had killed the boy, "...and if you're planning to kill me... well, I believe that it's fair warning to say that these guys aren't bound by me, they simply listen to my every order due to a contract I've made with them, and they will continue to exist even if I were to die. Killing me would only cause them to go... well, let's just say that they would go berserk. I would assume you would rather have them tame and under my control, than berserk, hungry, and under no control, yes? Surely even your gung-ho foxy Servant would agree."
"Now then... I insist that you leave, Archer and Archer's Master, or you can stay and die... I don't really care, since I'll be returning to my home no matter what you do. So, what will you do?" asked the smiling man as he casually began walking toward one of the nearby boats... the horde, which was still holding the rest of the crying children and infants hostage following behind. His 'dad', however, was still glaring intensely into Elias' eyes with barely suppressed rage... which were screaming that it wanted to eat him.
Kaleb... truly was worse than the devil himself.
Perseus
Incoming!
Sometimes, you just gotta do the unexpected to catch the expected unexpected individual who you are expecting.Brunestudland
Unfortunately, Manaka, Yami, and Tamamo would find that the area of the park containing the Hall of Mirrors was cut off by a tall chain-link fence. Large, bold "CONDEMNED" and "NO ENTRY" signs hung at about eye-level, along with various yellow triangles warning of the possible hazards. "Sorry, this province of the Kingdom of the Moon is closed for renovation!" an odd-looking cat-statue
◊ near the barrier explained via the sign it was holding, "Be sure to come back later when we re-open, and we'll have lots of fun~!"
For Yami, however, these weren't the only signs that something was amiss. Thanks to her Eye of the Mind (False), she would probably pick up on the vibe that this place was genuinely dangerous, and not just for normal individuals. In fact, the Hall of Mirrors, visible in the distance, seemed far and away to be the most deadly part of the abandoned grounds. And her sixth sense informed her that they were still being watched by something or other. Caster and Manaka might note the presence of a few subtle, but still unusually vast and powerful Bounded Fields, clear signs that they were on the edge of a magus' territory.
Every self-respecting user of Magecraft knew that to trespass in another's Workshop under these circumstances would be seen as a clear declaration of war, but if they really wanted to visit the Hall of Mirrors, there was only one way to go...
Assassin, Harway Residence
"W-What?!" Assassin's head snapped up as Jessica drifted off to dreamland. "Wait, no! You can't go to sleep! You're supposed to put your name on the contract!" But it was no use. The blonde was clearly down for the count until the next day, at the very least.
"Nooooooooo!" the spy cried, burying her face in her hands, "Now I have to wait forever for her to wake up!" Suddenly, she looked up again, and pointed at the red-clad Archer. "You! It's your fault I failed my mission! If you hadn't wasted time talking to her, she might have signed it already!"
Assassin, the Church
"Er..." the messenger reached out after Jeanne with an invisible hand, "Wait, can I tell my Master, or can't I?" He was too slow. The Maid of Orleans was disappearing over the horizon. Damnit, what do I do now?
Hey, what's happening over there?
AAAAAH! Assassin was glad none of the others present could witness him jump a foot or so in the air. M-Master! Uh, all's quiet, Sir! Nothing to report! Zilch. Nada.
Oh really? Evander's 'voice' dripped with dry amusement, Well, as long as it's "nothing", I guess I shouldn't be worried, huh?
Absolutely not, Sir! So! he hastily switched topics, eager to get away from the apparently now forbidden subject, How are you doing over there, Sir? Working on any new projects? Got any of those contracts signed?
I'm afraid not. A Master and her two Servants are on the verge of entering our little corner of the amusement park, you see.
...Fuck. Are you safe?
Yeah, I should be fine, though I started packing up and getting ready for the worst-case scenario a while ago, when I first learned they were headed this way. No worries. I'm quite certain our defenses will annihilate them, and even if they don't, I'll just escape. The best part of it is that I don't even have to be near the base to manipulate it, so we can just continue trying to kill them from afar even if they storm the entire place.
Heh. Excellent.
Indeed. Now, do you want to tell me what it is you're hiding?
...I don't know what you're talking about, Sir!
Very well. You can keep your secret for now. I've already guessed what it is, anyway.
I sure hope that doesn't count as a violation. Shit! Assassin cursed silently to himself, breaking into a sweat at the thought of what the Overseer might do to him if she found out.
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GM: AGOG S4 & F/WC RP; Co-GM: TABA, SOTR, UUA RP; Sub-GM: TTS RP. I have brought peace, freedom, justice, and security to my new Empire.Archer
"What is it you're so anxious to get her to sign anyway?" Archer said, picking up the scroll.
I've got new mythological machinery, and very handsome supernatural scenery. Goodfae: a mafia web serialRobin Hood
"Master... I'm sorry. But regardless of your wishes or intentions, I'm going to move now" said Robin as she gripped her bow facing the sheer malevolent spectacle before her.
Paying no heed or mind at all to the presence of Jack, the red haired Servant reached into her quiver and pulled a single arrow that had not been there before. A single, shinning, arrow made of pure gold. Robin then in a single movement notched it on her yew bow, pulled back the string and took aim at the existence that was Kaleb, that killer.
"Golden..."
What sealed the decision for Robin was seeing how the Ghouls moved behind Kaleb, carrying their hostages the whole while. Such a sick, depraved creature would never allow a good end to this situation. The longer that monster drew breath, the darker the world became and bigger his menace would become. These children were already doomed. Robin's green eyes took each and every one of their faces, in the split of a second committed them to memory. Because now, Robin would take responsibility for their deaths... for sealing the fate of so many of them.
Robin was an outlaw. Among heroes, the kind which had the least amount of honor to their name. She hid, she disguised herself, she tricked, she cheated, she robbed, she stole... But even her, or maybe specially her would never allow such a villain to get away with this. Noble Kings might hesitate in doing what was required, may cling to the hope of a perfect solution. In Robin's eyes that would be sorely playing into the hand of this villain.
The moment Kaleb had beat that young child to death, he had sealed his own fate.
"... Arrow!"
Robin's cry was loud and hard... as the arrow in her bow turned into pure light and set its inevitable course towards its target. Passing through the flesh of the undead as if they were not there, through hostages, through everything in its path, the Golden Arrow of the ultimate Archer would not allow a miss. It pierced through parallel universes, through possibilities, it cleaved through luck, time and space in order to reach its inevitable target... And the moment it struck at Kaleb, the projectile would blow through his existence with the sheer magical power of a Noble Phantasm ranked A+.
Enkidu
"Master, I made a promise" said Enkidu with a little look of displeasure "And even if I carry a grudge about that... it's more the reason to get to know that man before I kill him"
Kaleb
And the Golden Arrow struck Kaleb... and hard. It blew through him, severing his arm, his sides, and his ear... along with part of his face. Blood gushed from his fatally wounded body as he gagged and coughed out blood... however, he refused to fall. Forcing himself to stand, he glared at Robin Hood... his eyes gleaming with renewed thrill.
"I... wont die that easily you little bitch..." he said as he grinned with a bloodied smile. "...Or... shall I call you Robin Hood?"
Laughing as he continued to bleed, Kaleb raised his remaining hand... and as his Command Seals began to glow brightly.
"I, Kaleb Doles... Hereby Command thee, Jack The Ripper... to kill the female Robin Hood here along with her Master no matter what! I also hereby command thee from here on out to never fail in your attacks... for your attacks to always strike true and to never fail for as long as you may live, Jack! Now kill them in this instant with all of your power... and all of your abilities!" roared the badly wounded killer... as he used two Command Seals, and sealed the fate of both Robin Hood and Elias.
"And..." spoke Kaleb as he barely kept himself standing, "With my final Command Seal... I order you, Jack The Ripper... To be given a body that is no longer restricted by the class of Berserker or the Holy Grail... I hereby Command you to be fully incarnated with a body that is no longer clouded by the madness you once had in life!"
Find my book within the mansion... Jack... and use it to bring yourself the endless joy... I wanted you to have...
Using his final Command Seal, and supplying it with all of his remaining life force... Kaleb fully incarnated Jack the Ripper with all of his true abilities and strengths... before falling face-first upon the ground dead... with his signature devilish grin still upon his face.
edited 28th Sep '12 12:23:27 AM by Aevum
Sometimes, you just gotta do the unexpected to catch the expected unexpected individual who you are expecting.Lancer (Guan Yu).
Guan Yu's eyes widened as the enemy — clearly no human — survived a direct hit to the chest from Green Dragon Crescent Blade. Not only that, he pulled Guan Yu's Master into a deadly hug, impaling her on his Guan Dao.
"Master..." he said, pulling the Guan Dao out of Aaron and Orit's bodies with a sickening noise. "I am sorry..."
Orit smiled, and opened her mouth to say something, but she died before she hit the ground, and her body lay there, with a bloody, half-destroyed chest.
Guan Yu stared down at Aaron. "Monster," he said. "My blade shall destroy you!"
With that, he charged once more, Green Dragon Crescent Blade making deadly arcs in the air, all of them aimed to split Aaron's body in twain.
edited 28th Sep '12 3:09:15 AM by desdendelle
On empty crossroads, seek the eclipse -- for when Sol and Lua align, the lost shall find their way home.Elias Callahan, Archer's Peak
This man was a special kind of evil. He brutally murdered a child and laughed. How this bastard had managed to live for so long was beyond him. And then he heard the name and somethings at least clicked into place. There had been a bounty on this guys head courtesy of the Overseer. Robin, ignoring his orders, fired off her Noble Phantasm and killed the man. He used that time to get the hell away from whatever zombie or undead things had appeared.
But he had used his dying breaths to make his Servant, apparently Jack the Ripper, able to strike even after his master's death. Dammit, Servants are supposed to just disappear when their Master dies. How did they get out of this one. This Servant had just been given a Command Seal backed order to kill them. Just great.
Something faint registered in his senses. It was still a little ways out but it felt familiar. A powerful Servant perhaps? If that was the case, Elias certainly didn't want to be here to deal with another Servant, this one was already more than a handful. I have a feeling something or someone is coming Robin, we need to get away from here or at least get rid of Jack here quickly. I don't want to deal with another powerful Servant on top of this one Elias said in the link.
Elias, for his part, used his reinforced legs alongside the power of the wind to launch himself up the lighthouse. He didn't quite reach the top in one jump but he continued toward the top hopeing he could get a better look at whoever was coming while Robin won her fight. Be careful Robin he thought once again.
edited 28th Sep '12 8:23:11 AM by AuraofMildChaos
I, for one, welcome our new Basketball Z overlords. All hail The Generation of Miracles! (Aomine is the best though)Roosevelt, heading for Noah's home. Heading North.
Roosevelt slowed, suddenly concerned with something. Took a ramp off the highway and began cruising at a much less lethal speed. "Do... Do you hear that, Noah?" He seemed almost frightened, or worried. "The... the sound. Tell me, is there anywhere elevated, secluded, and capable of... Of projecting a large quantity of generated noise, either from position or goo acoustics or something? I hear something terrible, something I haven't heard since my son passed away all those years ago."
Assassin, with Round Table
"Excuse me, this mask is my face!" the shadowy killer insisted, covering his said article with a hand, "But I'm serious, you are pretty dumb for splitting up. Look where it's got you!" he went on, apparently totally unfazed by Kay's own outburst, "Heh. If you think Mr. Anti-heroics epitomized will hesitate to off your frail little friend as soon as she becomes an inconvenience, I've got news for you: you're dead wrong."
"Now, as for their location..." he trailed off in faux uncertainty, scratching his chin, "Well, I just can't seem to recall. Maybe if you were to do something for me, it might jog my memory, you know? ...I know!" He snapped his fingers, whipping a furled-up piece of leather from thin air. "Why don't you sign on the dotted line with a bit of your blood? See, I've been awfully preoccupied with finding new allies. The burden of that responsibility makes remembering those small details so terribly difficult."
Assassin, Warehouse Base
"Yeah, that's pretty rough, buddy." Hassan shook his head sympathetically at Vincent's missing limb. "We can get some of your stuff for you, if you want. Shouldn't take but a few minutes."
Assassin, Archer's Peak
Sitting atop the lighthouse, Assassin dangled his legs over the edge and watched the undead horde emerge with horrified fascination. Uh, Evander?
Hm?
I really think you should see this.
What is i-
Assassin, Harway Residence
"Give that back! Nobody but the intended recipient is allowed to see it! Give it back, I said!" the Assassin demanded, making a lunge for the roll of leather... only to fail spectacularly and go tumbling to the floor as her foot somehow managed to catch on the couch.
As the woman proceeded to make a horrible, whining noise of pain at his feet, Archer would probably recognize the item he was holding as a Self-Geis Scroll, thanks to his knowledge of modern-day Magecraft. In flowing handwriting, the luminescent green ink inscribed on the roll of vellum set forth the terms of a two-way, mutually binding contract. Both signators would be forbidden from acting on the intent to harm or kill one another for all eternity, a promise which would enforce itself through their Magic Circuits. The Servants of whoever signed would also be forbidden from such acts by way of Command Seals, which would automatically be used whenever they attempted to breach the agreement, but there seemed to be an implicit loophole that would still allow the Heroic Spirits to attack one another.
"It's supposed to make sure we can't kill each other's Masters," the Hassanette admitted begrudgingly as she started to recover, "Mine wants to ally with you two, but he's too paranoid to do it without an absolute agreement, so-" Suddenly, the spy's breath hitched in her throat, and she began to tremble, not in pain, but in terror. "...He's really angry about something, but I don't know what," she continued quietly, shivering as she curled up into the fetal position rather than sitting up.
Assassin, Archer's Peak
As Elias finished scaling the Peak's namesake, he was met with the somewhat disconcerting, skull-like mask of Assassin. Rather than take any hostile action, however, the observer merely scooted to the side to allow the rogue more space to land.
"Good evening, Master of Archer," he greeted calmly, "If you're wondering, the unusual presence you must be feeling is definitely coming from that direction." He stretched behind himself and pointed to the southeast, not even bothering to turn his head as he watched the proceedings below with rapt attention.
edited 29th Sep '12 1:36:03 PM by darksidevoid
GM: AGOG S4 & F/WC RP; Co-GM: TABA, SOTR, UUA RP; Sub-GM: TTS RP. I have brought peace, freedom, justice, and security to my new Empire.Archer
"Hmmmm..." Archer studied the scroll. "No, I don't think so. Tell your Master we're not interested. I have no intentions of allying myself with someone who hides behind assassins," Archer said plainly, tossing the scroll back at the Hassanette.
Jack
Jack stopped dead. "Kaleb..."
She turned away from the scene of the fight, and began shambling in disbelief towards her Master's corpse. "Kaleb... Kaleb!"
The once thought heartless serial killer kneeled down to cradle her Master's corpse, and began to almost... cry. Not really crying, but... something similar to it at least.
Finally, she stopped, and laid his corpse again on the ground, closing its eyelids. "Do not die worried, Kaleb. I can still complete your wish. I will not let you die in vain. You beautiful soul..."
Emilia Archibald
"Eh-?" Emilia uttered in disbelief. "W-well still! I need you until Snake's dead! After that... we'll see."
She was astonished. Why was he so forgiving? He had loved those walls, loved that city. And yet he offered to approach him civilly, the man who destroyed his home and his friend's legacy. She simply could not comprehend it.
I've got new mythological machinery, and very handsome supernatural scenery. Goodfae: a mafia web serialPerseus
After a rather... silent stroll with Felicia towards the beach, Perseus finally dematerialized his lance as they arrived at their designation. With liberty to do what he wished from his Master, he thought of all kinds of plans. Glancing at his hostage, the idea of killing her off came more than once into his mind... but his instincts told him otherwise. Holding a Master hostage could lead to many problems... especially due to their Command Seals... however, there were many advantages as well. Glancing at his Aegis, he confirmed that the heartbeats for the two Saber were still there... and that there was a third sudden heartbeat. Perseus thought a bit, before checking their current area at the beach and seeing that there were many heartbeats in the area. Silently thinking, turning towards his hostage.
"From here on out," murmured Perseus as he glared at Felicia, "I suggest you have your Saber finish the fight between the Black Knight, or flee from the area... I don't intend for your Servant to die just yet. Also, you may call me Assassin."
"Now then," spoke 'Assassin' once again as he folded his arms, "I don't plan to kill you... just as long as you answer a couple of my questions. First, I'd like to know what your name is, and just what you are capable of."
Gale
"Saber..." murmured Gale calmly, but with clear venting anger as she gently turned towards her Servant, rubbing her temple in frustration, "I think it would be best if you would sit down, and calmly collect yourself. She's still alive, and is perfectly capable of handling herself."
And will you please worry more about Felicia, since she's more... timid and fragile than her Servant.
"And as for what you want me to sign..." she said as she took the scroll from Assassin, and began to calmly read it over. After a couple minutes of calm analysis and thinking, she looked up at Assassin. "...I'll have to say 'No', for now. Mainly because I don't know who or what kind of person your Master is, nor do I know what their intentions are. I'd be more willing to become allies if I met with your Master myself, and discussed conditions in person. No offense to you, Mr. Skulls, but I just don't feel comfortable with allying myself with a Master I know nothing of is all. However, if I can meet and discuss with your Master in person, I'll probably be more persuaded to sign the scroll."
Marcia
The turquoise-haired girl frowned a bit after hearing what her Servant had said, a little sad and feeling a tad bad for bringing it up. Although, she fully paused as Sargon mentioned if she knew his strongest Noble Phantasm.
His strongest Noble Phantasm... she thought to herself as she hummed. A great feat... one that would be the crystalization of the greatest moment of the Servant Sargon... the first king. After much thought, she hesitantly spoke through her link with Sargon.
I... would think that it would be a Noble Phantasm that would be relating to taking down the defenses like the great Walls of Uruk... though, I'm not too sure... I'm sorry, but I don't believe that I know of your strongest Noble Phantasm, Sargon...
Frowning, Marcia caught up to Sargon, and began walking beside him. What is your strongest Noble Phantasm, Sargon?
Yami
Arriving at the Amusement Park, and finding the Hall of Mirrors cut off, Yami whimpered in disappointment. She was incredibly disappointed that it was sealed off... however, her Mind of the Eye (False) was screaming at her, telling her of everything that was here. Still wagging her tail, and frowning greatly as she hid her true thoughts, she puffed out her chest, and flipped her frown upside-down.
"Master! This isn't fair... we came all the way here, yet we can't ride the rides..." Yami hopped onto the fence with ease as she spoke, "Well, I'm going to go check out what the problem is and to see if there's anyone here to explain things to us! While I'm gone, Caster," she said as she turned towards Tamamo, "you better watch over our Master with all of your abilities, okay? If you allow any harm to come to her while I'm gone... well, you better not allow her to come to harm!"
Hoping down onto the other side of the fence, Yami glanced towards Manaka. "I'll be back shortly, Master. Please wait here until I come back." With those words, the dragon Servant dashed straight towards the Hall of Mirrors, ready for anything that would attempt to stop her.
edited 29th Sep '12 1:47:53 PM by Aevum
Sometimes, you just gotta do the unexpected to catch the expected unexpected individual who you are expecting.

Setne
He shrugged. "I haven't made the temple yet, but I guess that can wait."
He smiled, and put his arm around George. "You don't have to worry, boss! I'm a prince. I know how to act in front of arrogant leaders."