[MEME] Let's Talk RC (CR Testdrive)

[missleadingquestions]

I don't really have a fitting picture for this.

G'day, Ruby City! It's time for a meme for both testdrivers and denizens.

Been itching to test out some CR but haven't had the posts to do it? Thinking of apping a character but not sure they'll fit in the city walls?

Have no fear, a meme for you is here.

Directions:

• Post with your character with their name and canon on top!


• Choose a location and prompt or wait for someone else to tag.


• If you'd like, leave contact info for people to get in contact for plotting and other such shenans.


• Tag around! Make friends. Don't be afraid to chat OOC while tagging.

Locations:

1. Train Station: New arrival, or waiting to welcome people? Either way, the train comes in, but you still can't ride it out.


2. Cathedral: Looking for redemption? Just doing a little sight-seeing? Or just getting a little shelter?


3. The Clocktower: You can see the whole city from here!


4. The Black Stallion Saloon: You were told the burgers were great here-- but maybe you just came for the beer.


5. The Library: You came to do a little research, but it looks like all of the information's just out of your reach. Though, you can always find a way to pass the time here.


6. The Coffee Joint: Run by James Potter and Lukas, a lovely place to have a chat and a bite to eat.


7. Le Cafe Anglais: A Parisian-British fusion that's as charming as it sounds and serves the best tea around.

Scenarios

1. Just walked in: You intended to get here, and you made your way in; but now someone's caught your eye and you'd like to have a chat.


2. Been here all day: You've been sitting around minding the time. Maybe you didn't notice them at first or maybe you were just working up the courage to talk-- either way, they know you're here and you know it too.


3. Inclimate weather: You're here because you've gotten rained in. This wasn't your choice, but at least it's dry-- right?


4. Wild card: Got something better in mind? Well screw these prompts, try it out yourself!

Have fun, guys!

Comments

[untilavalon]

You know only war!

[It's almost a snap.]

You have learned nothing. Have you considered that perhaps the means by which you meant to prove yourself were in fact calamitous?!

[penisenvy]

[That does it. The silver sword materializes in her hand. And considering that Father already knows her, there is no reason to hide her face or Noble Phatasm. The Helmet splits and merges down into her armor, showing the enraged glare twisting the features of her angelic, child-like face (one the exact same as Arthur's own) into something demonic.]

ONLY BECAUSE YOU WOULD NOT YIELD! YOU, THE KING WITHOUT A HUMAN HEART!

[Her grip on the sword tightens.]

The people rallied behind me. You cut them down because you refused to admit your own wrongdoing!

[untilavalon]

[The contortion of Saber's own face is one of pain, frustration-- not of anger.

She does not draw her sword, but clenches her fists, turning her gaze to the ground.]

I know. I know.

I was not fit to rule as I was. It is my fault that our people suffered. I could not do them the right they deserved- I could not do my knights the right they deserved.

[She turns her gaze to Mordred, then, gaze resolute.]

But a warring heart would do Britannia only ill as well.

[penisenvy]

[Half of her wants to scream at her father to actually listen to her. She would not have fought if he had just accepted her. For all the insufficiency of her body, she would still have made herself into the perfect heir for the perfect king.]

[But another part of her feels only sadness for Arthur. As highly praised for their loyalty and honor as they were, the knights of the Round had been quick to tear at each other and their king.]

...No, Father.

[The conflicting emotions stifle each other, so in the end, she appears rather calm.]

It is they who did not deserve your grace. All the more reason you should have turned them over to me. So I could have shown them the discipline they sorely needed.

[untilavalon]

Mordred...

[Taking a step closer, despite the threat Mordred poses, Arturia attempts to offer reason.]

It is not purely discipline they needed. Perhaps... perhaps I may have been so lenient as to disturb them-- [As to drive her dearest friend to madness--] but more than that..

[Mordred had said it herself, Lancelot had made it clear, and so had Rider; she'd needed a human heart. It had simply taken a while to realise her error.]

I needed to understand them.

[penisenvy]

Understand...

[A little bit of tension goes out of her body. She would never be completely pacified by anything Father said or did short of accepting her as son and heir, but this calms her somewhat. At least, she's no longer in a great enough rage to try to hack Father's head off of his shoulders.]

...Can you?

[After all, this is a man who can't even understand his child.]

[untilavalon]

I wish to.

[Saber takes another step closer.]

I want to. It is my desire. I know there is little I can do to remedy my mistakes.. but if I can change what I do from now on, would it not be worth it?

[And, after a moment's hesitation--]

And would you stay your rage long enough to understand what I have done?

[penisenvy]

[She hesitates for a long while.]

Fine.

[She lets her sword dissipate.]

I do have the capacity of a king, Father. That is why I will allow you the chance you never allowed me.

[And if he fucks it up again, Mordred would just kill him again.]

[untilavalon]

[The look Arturia gives Mordred is as sincere as possible.]

I thank you, Sir Mordred, and beg only your patience.

[It is Arturia's folly that must be remedied, after all; had she lead her knights well, had she lead Mordred well, perhaps Mordred would not have fallen victim to Morgan's plotting and become so full of hate.]

[penisenvy]

[She nods. Her father must be sincere if he would lower himself to beg.]

Then, Father, now that we have resolved this matter...what is this place? Even if we were both summoned as Servants into the same Heaven's Feel, this place bears no resemblance to Trifas.

[untilavalon]

[Mordred's compliance is a comfort. With the city as it is, Arturia cannot afford to have more people against her.

Saber has to stare for a moment. Heaven's feel-- that's right, the Caster called Shakespeare knew of Mordred from this incident, right?]

I'm afraid our summoning to this place is unaffiliated with the grail. My colleague, Waver Velvet, stated that it was...

[Shit. Which was it? As if a bit affected, Saber turns her head away and tries to remember.]

I believe... the fifth magic at work, or some similar case. Whatever magic it is, it is not one we are familiar with. It would seem that people, not only heroic spirits, have been summoned here from all places, times, and even unconnected universes.

[penisenvy]

Second Magic, Father. Careful of your age, there.

[She does not smile, but it should be obvious that she is making a joke.]

That is indeed a strange phenomenon. Do you know anything of the user?

[untilavalon]

[Embarrassed? Not at all. Never. Magic is unkingly, there should be no reason why she should remember these things.

She's not embarrassed. Really.]

We know only that the users are more than one, and that they must very much not wish us to know about them. There can be found no real source of information regarding who they are, their origins, or their motives.

[penisenvy]

[She scowls. They are at a disadvantage. For all her power, for all of Father's power, they cannot strike at opponents that they cannot see.]

I see. So this has become a matter of biding our time and waiting for our enemy to reveal something to us?

[untilavalon]

They are not our only enemy.

While it is true that all who are here are captives equally, there are those who would wish harm upon the innocent. More than that, there are those with whom I had contested in the war I was a part of, and a few are more sinister than others.

[And most of all--]

There is an Archer who you must avoid. Do I make myself clear?

[penisenvy]

Is he of the Red Camp or the Black Camp?

[It doesn't matter. If any Archers cross her, they will be cut down equally.]

[untilavalon]

...I'm sorry?

[Saber is beginning to realise these wars are very, very different.]

...He belongs to no team, if that is what you ask. There were no teams in my war.

[penisenvy]

Ah.

[That makes sense. Her own Grail War was abnormal to begin with.]

Then it seems that time and space have been twisted. Nevertheless, if he threatens me, then I'll cave in his fucking skull.

[untilavalon]

I really must advise, for your safety, that you do not approach this archer. His power contends even with mine, and more than that...

More than that, he may mistake you for me.

[penisenvy]

If he does, I will show him how sorely he is mistaken.

[The thought of a strong enemy does not deter her. Instead, it only arouses her curiosity. In her infinite pride, she believes she can defeat Archer if they were to fight.]

[After all, she did kill Arthur.]

[untilavalon]

Mordred. Do not deny my command.

[It's out of concern, really.]

You do not understand the nature of this enemy.

[penisenvy]

Oh? And what makes this one so special?

[untilavalon]

He is the ancient 'hero', Gilgamesh.

In addition to a blade-like... weapon that can, as far as has been explained to me, un-do realities, he also possesses some sort of mystic gate to a vault of weaponry he can use at will.

And he believes himself entitled to have me as his wife. Were he to see you, I fear he would threaten you similarly.

[penisenvy]

[She can't help it. She laughs.]

Father, what do I have to fear from a fool who cannot tell man from woman?

[untilavalon]

[...Mordred, Daddy is going to have to sit you down for a loooong talk one of these days.

She isn't sure she can handle that on top of their earlier conversation, however, so she segues out of that one.

One of these days.]

...Please, Mordred, abide my command. I wish no ill befall you by his dealings.