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

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:

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

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

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

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

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.

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

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

Scenarios

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.

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.

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

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

Have fun, guys!

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[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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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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.

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.

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?

Unfortunately due to the nature of the second and fifth magics at play here, you'll find most things hard to manage, although all powers are in play and valid. Archer's here, with full use of the Gate of Babylon, for example.

[Oh, isn't that the understatement of the century?]

Professionalism and power need to be balanced in certain settings. When you are entrusted in a leadership role that involves the shaping of younger minds, professionalism comes first.

But oh, sure, let's talk about power. Of course it's what's important. Every mage has it and pursues the gain to the ends of the earth and at the cost of their own life, as well as the safety of those around them.

I'm a lord. I'm a professor. I can lay claim to great deeds, and I stood at the side of Alexander the Great himself, walking away with a victory of sorts from that little war. Of course I'm not satisfied, and of course I want more. I'm only unconventional because I'm a third generation magus, and that itself can be a weapon, if used right.

Hm, yes, I have noticed the oddities. [Of which Waver is one. He gives him a meaningful look.] I'm pleased to know I have all my power. That makes things simpler. [Things such as killing Waver.] Archer, however... that does present a potential problem.

[Seeing as how he doesn't have a Servant of his own.]

What others are here from the War?

[Kayneth doesn't care about your ideas on teaching, Waver.]

And I am perfectly professional. [He waves a hand.] You were simply dissatisfied with my treatment of you. You were a poor student, and it colors your view.

I'm pleased you're proud of your paltry accomplishments. Simply surviving the War because you had a powerful Servant doesn't exactly count for anything, especially when you only became a participant through a cowardly act of theft. You'll never attain greatness. You'll never have strength.

I fail to see how your lack of talent qualifies as a positive trait, but judging by the inanities you keep spewing, I won't be surprised if you attempt to enlighten me.

--If you're going to be dismissive of everything that comes out of my mouth, why on Earth should I give you further information, especially relating to other individuals from the fourth war

Haven't I patiently listened to all your nonsense instead of tearing you apart along with this useless stack of kindling?

I should think I deserve some kind of reward for that.

First, really, would you rather have a damaged library or no library. Second, I've warned you about Archer. That's sufficient.

This library is of no consequence to me.

[Usually he doesn't go around destroying libraries, but he's in an especially poor frame of mind.]

And I thought you'd be so glad to show off the little information you've managed to collect.

If you're determined to be stubborn, there's no reason for us not to face each other now. I can give you that lesson I promised.

Good luck finding information on this place. The library is purposely kept bereft.

[And call it foolishness or confidence, but Waver turns his back on Kayneth and leaves. He's quite done.]

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

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