[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

Kayneth Archibald El-Melloi | Fate/Zero

[tenured]

5:

[Where else would he be, if not the library? His first act upon arriving in the city had been to find a source of information. However, he's quickly determined that the place is all but useless. There's nothing that tells him anything of value.

Now he's standing among the shelves, a look of repugnance on his face. Coiling around his feet is what appears to be a huge blob of liquid mercury, which moves along with him. Kayneth takes another book from the shelf and glances at it briefly before tossing it over his shoulder. He's not in the best of moods. He's had a very trying day, and coming to Ruby City was but the icing on the proverbial cake.]

It's abysmal. I can't work like this.

4:

[This place calls itself an eating establishment? And this is the best the city has to offer? Kayneth shoves his plate away with a look of disgust. (His mercury blob is still at his side, but there are no rules about not bringing your mercury into the restaurant.)]

Is there actually a cook on the premises or is it staffed by trained dogs? Or have your tastebuds all been forcibly removed? This is inedible. Take it back.

Open:

[Pick your poison! Where would you like to meet Kayneth?]

PRIMORDIAL SCREAM

[gordianknots]

[Waver is coming right out of the quantum physics section and no.

Hell fucking no.

Of all the people to summon to this city, it was him. And the mercury that is his now, not that smug prick.]

For fucks' sake!

[What's being quiet in a library?]

[tenured]

[Sorry, Waver, it's Kayneth's mercury now. Kayneth wasn't aware there was someone else in the library, because he's a bit preoccupied at the moment. But he turns when he's addressed.

There's something familiar about this man... But he discards the thought almost immediately as irrelevant, tossing yet another book.]

Ah, is this place actually attended? I would apologize, but with a collection this woefully inadequate, I believe you should apologize to me.

[He doesn't think there's anything off about a librarian using profanities.]

......in all seriousness? I have been the swearing librarian.

[gordianknots]

[No, goddamnit, that's his mercury with the AI and occassional desire to pretend to be the terminator.

Waver scowls.]

I'm hardly in charge of collections development, or even work here.

Haha awesome. Also, forgive me, I don't know what I'm doing.

[tenured]

[NOPE, it is 100% Kayneth's and Waver can't have it. He takes proper care of his Mystic Code, and it doesn't pretend to be anything. It does what he says, like it should.]

Then you're of no use to me.

[He starts to wave Waver away, but then he reconsiders. Maybe he should actually try speaking to someone here, although he's already more or less certain they'll prove about as useful as this library. That is to say, not at all.]

Unless you have some actual information concerning this wretched hole masquerading as a city.

it is okay i'm mostly just making noises of trainwrecked delight.

[gordianknots]

[No it is better if you don't have to command it, if it knows what to do without a single word.

Ignore the edge in his voice, Kayneth.]

I don't know, the last time I presented information to you, you made a great show of your displeasure regarding it.

well good, I'm glad

[tenured]

[Don't seek to inform him about his Volumen Hydragyrum.

He's not expecting the man's words, and he's taken aback. The last time...? He remembers his initial impression that this person was familiar, and now he actually tries to place him. He can't, and he hates not knowing things, which makes him frown. The feeling that he very much should know who this is only makes him more irritated. What happened at the hotel has shaken him much more than he'd like to admit.]

Is that so? Well, I can't be expected to remember everyone who makes a fool of themselves in my presence.

[The number is astronomical, after all.]

[gordianknots]

[Waver grins more than a little cruely, and holds his hair up to where it would've been at age nineteen.]

I'm insulted you'd forget Lord El-Melloi II.

[tenured]

[Kayneth stares.]

You. You useless, talentless, grasping little--

[You really are not in his good books at all right now, Waver. Volumen Hydragyrum rises up behind him. Fortunately, he's too confused by what Waver said to attack him right now.]

Lord El-Melloi II?

[That is just not possible. What is this place, some kind of convoluted nightmare with an inadequate research library and inexplicably tall students?]

Explain. And I'll consider being merciful.

[No, he won't.]

[gordianknots]

[And here we go on the petty train. Because when else is this opportunity going to happen?]

What's there to explain? There was an opening. I took it, like any smart magus would. The post has served me well.

[tenured]

That explains nothing to me.

[An opening--but why?--and why would anyone choose Waver Velvet for such a role? The idea, and everything that remains unexplained, only infuriates him.

He's not in the mood for games. He's really having a really, really, bad day, and he's a very angry magus.]

Therefore, I see no reason to show you mercy.

[gordianknots]

[Waver makes a show of rolling his eyes.]

You never did to begin with, did you?

[Not that Waver's one to be speaking right now. Fine Kayneth, he'll tell you the truth.]

You die in the fourth grail war.

[tenured]

You've given me little reason to. I pitied you once, for your pathetic lack of talent and your paltry intellect, but when you defied me, that changed.

[He hasn't exactly forgotten the fact that you stole his artifact, and now he's stuck with some loser Lancer.]

I die? That's impossible.

[Especially if Waver survives. He waves a hand, dismissive.]

I don't know what you think you're playing at, but I swore to show you the meaning of a battle between magi, and I can still do that, Waver Velvet.

[gordianknots]

I die, your family goes into a succession crisis, and your tenth head gives me the title because I come in at an opportune moment. I get the mercury too.

[Oh, and he's so glad he stole that artifact Kayneth. That's why he's here today, after all.]

I'm playing at politics. I haven't gained that title without hardwork, or without other acclaim. I've taken a lecture seat at Clock Tower as well.

In a weird way, your assinine behaviour proved to be a highly effective motivator. Had you not decided to be a child and tear my thesis to shreds in public rather than sit down and talk to me in private like a responsible teacher would, who knows where I'd be.

[tenured]

Do you really not understand? Can your head actually be so awesomely thick? Why are you continuing to talk? I. Don't. Believe. You.

[He emphasizes each word with spiteful diction.]

You appear here in this forsaken magical backwater, spewing ridiculous fairy tales without an ounce of proof, and you expect me to nod and say ah, you must be right, surely I am dead and you've taken over my position?

Either you're delusional, or these are the deliberate fictions of an envious and sadly mediocre man, as desperate as always to be something he isn't. The same little boy whose paper I tore up because I knew that only the sting of public humiliation would have a chance of penetrating your stubborn skull in order to make you accept the fact that you were wrong, to accept your limitations to protect you from crushing unhappiness and a lifetime of pained inadequacy, to make you realize that you'll never be so much as a fraction of the magus I am.

I see that it didn't work.

[gordianknots]

Criterion of embarrassment,a basic approach. A fact must be true because the ridiculousness or embarrassing nature would be far too humiliating to invent otherwise. Why would I want the title of an utter asshat who made my life hell, hmm?

There are other servants here, and other masters, they can at the very least confirm your death.

[Although he'll admit that he's right that there's little evidence at hand. A few moments of chest puffing definitely can cost credibility.

Damn regressing twenty years.]

A medicore magus couldn't take apart the Holy Grail itself.

[tenured]

After reading that thesis of yours, I know there's nothing too embarrassing for you to express. That criterion does not stand when applied to someone too mentally weak to discern what would humiliate them.

Of course you want it. It's clear to see that you envy me. Or else why would you have invented this story?

Yes, yes, I don't believe you, so I'm going to believe enemy Servants and Masters. It all makes so much sense now.

[He sighs. Waver has no credibility in his eyes. Clearly his own mediocrity has driven him mad.]

You could at least try to make your story more credible rather than less.

[gordianknots]

Humour me, what sort of evidence would you accept? And I mean really accept, not me saying it and then you going, "ha, ha, that is a lie, anyone would say that to gain credibility."

[He has to laugh just a little.]

Yes, I envy a small, narrow minded man who fails to be a decent professor and act in a professional manner when dealing with the harder demands of his job.

[tenured]

I would have to see for myself. Incredible claims require incredible evidence.

We clearly have different views on education.

[He shrugs.]

I'm not talking about professionalism, I'm talking about power. We both know that's more important. Isn't that why you entered the War? For power, prestige? Don't you crave it, even now?

4

[marriedthebloke]

[Of course, there's already a guest hassling the waiters in even ruder language. However, Sola-ui has to shut up when she hears the voice.]

...Kayneth?

[The one good thing about this place was that Kayneth wasn't here. And now even that thing had vanished.]

[tenured]

Sola-ui!

[His face actually brightens, and he's able to forget about his disgust for the moment, though he'll have more words for these incompetent idiots later. He rises to his feet, heading toward her table.]

You're all right.

[He's relieved. He hadn't been sure--after what had happened.]

[marriedthebloke]

...As are you.

[She sounds just a bit disappointed. Surprised as well. He had clearly been a ragged, bleeding heap when Lancer had retrieved him.]

[tenured]

[It's all right, Kayneth doesn't notice that note of disappointment, because he's stupid he's overjoyed to see her in one piece.

Yes, he has all his Magic Circuits, thank you very much. But as far as Kayneth's aware, she's from the same time he is. He comes to sit down with her, reaching for her hand.]

I am, as you can see. And I swear to you, I will have my revenge on that man. I'll make him suffer for what he did to me--to us.

[He's already decided that Kiritsugu Emiya must be to blame.]

[marriedthebloke]

[She tenses as he reaches for her hand. Then, she nods.]

Yes. But careful. Don't let your anger get the better of you. For one thing, it will make your hair fall out.

[If only he had been more daring the first night and acted like a Master should. He could have slain Saber's Master, and then they would have had no trouble from her assistant.]

[tenured]

[He takes her hand in his and gives it a squeeze as he gazes into her eyes. He's at first heartened by her concern for him--then irritated by the remark about his hair.]

Of course I'll be careful. But I doubt I'll have much trouble with a weak magus like that. He won't be able to hide behind his tricks and traps forever. I'll meet him face to face in a proper battle, and he will fall before me.

My hair will be fine.

[He smooths his free hand over said hair, with a frown. He still has plenty of hair. He hasn't been losing any of it. He's always had a naturally high hairline, that's all.]