[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

[oathshackledbird]

Thank you.

[Diarmuid bows his head to the other servant and then takes a seat. He is quiet for several moments before finally choosing to speak again.]

Master problems? Did you come here with yours? I...was brought alone.

[puppy_lancer]

Nah, I left mine at home. I made a Contract with my current one because he had some enemy on his trail. Didn't have any other Servant to make a Contract with, he said.

[He takes another wig.]

And guess what I find when I follow him home? Archer class Servant, living on his couch! Oh and guess what? He doesn't have enough prana to supply me with, so he's trying to make me feed off his wife!

[He sighs.]

I don't mind because she's hot, but hell, I can't do that when she's clearly unwilling! Oh, and he's trying to pressure her into doing it anyways...!

[He finally makes a disgusted noise and polishes off his current drink.]

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid blinks in shock at the other servant. He had half been expecting to be told to shut up because it wasn't his business. Instead, he had been given the man's life story. And it is horrific.]

If I had anything to pay for a drink with, I would buy you another one. I don't know how contracts work here since I've just arrived. Is there anyway to break the contract? It seems like this is certainly not what you were looking for.

[And he's not even going to go into how messed up it is that the man is just passing his wife off to another man like that. Especially if she is unwilling. It reminds him a bit too much of several other relationships that he'd had the 'honor' of being part of unwillingly.]

[puppy_lancer]

[He gives a barking laugh and claps the other Servant on the back.]

It's alright. Thought that counts.

[By now, he's just about desperate for someone to share his troubles with.]

Can't get out of it unless he uses up all of his command seals.

...Guess how man he has?

[oathshackledbird]

The normal amount is three, though I know it is also possible to get more than that. There was an...incident during the war I was in that ended up giving several teams an extra command spell.

[Or would have if Kayneth had not killed the supervisor before he could give out the rest of the rewards. Thinking about his master committing such a dishonorable act makes Diarmuid no little bit sick.]

However, that was only one extra spell per team. It sounds to me like you mean a lot more than that.

[puppy_lancer]

[He scowls.]

His arm is covered in them. Didn't count, but waaaay more than three.

[oathshackledbird]

How can that be?

[A disbelieving look crosses Diarmuid's face. He doesn't suspect the other servant is lying--what good would it do? He is just not sure how it can be possible.]

Is he the supervisor of a war? Is that how he got so many?

[puppy_lancer]

Well, his Dad was the supervisor. Then he died. So my Master took over some of the supervisor's duties. Never told me that he took on all their command seals too.

[oathshackledbird]

Kotomine. That is the name, isn't it?

[He hopes the answer is no, but Diarmuid really isn't very confident about that. It would just be his luck that the son of the man his master murdered was here.]

[puppy_lancer]

Yeah, how did you know?

[oathshackledbird]

Risei Kotomine. He was the mediator of the war I was in...and he was murdered by a master about halfway through the war.

[For now, Diarmuid leaves out that it was his master who did the killing.]

So it sounds like after that his son stepped into his position and inherited his command spells from what you say?

[puppy_lancer]

Pretty much. Stories match.

[He frowns at the Servant.]

You were in my Master's War, you say? Which class are you? Ever hear of a Kiritsugu Emiya?

[oathshackledbird]

I was called as Lancer in the fourth Fuyuki Holy Grail War. However, whether or not it is the same war as the one your master was in, I don't know.

[A scowl crosses Diarmuid's face.]

My master did not give me as much information on the other masters in the war as he should have. In fact, he gave me very little information that was relevant to the war. He would rant at me about other things, but never information that I could actually use. As a result, most of the information I have is from my experience only.

[puppy_lancer]

Lancer of the Fifth Holy Grail War.

[He grins and gives the other Lancer a thumbs up.]

We're in the same class, buddy!

[He's just about to say something about Kiritsugu when he remembers something.]

...Wait, Lancer of the Fourth Grail War. Your Saber was this short little girl and your Archer was this arrogant blonde, right?

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid can't help but chuckle at the coincidence.]

How likely is that to happen? Of all the servants who I could have met here, one of the first I meet is a fellow Lancer.

[He nods, expression brightening slightly as the other servant continues.]

I only saw Archer a time or two, but that would be an apt way to describe him. I don't know that he ever really noticed I was there if I am completely honest. However, my war's Saber--who matches that description--is much more...important to me. Meeting her was probably the only bright spot in that whole miserable war. She understood my beliefs and values where my master would not.

[puppy_lancer]

So you're that Diarmuid guy.

[No wonder Saber was a little protective over him and his good name. If he shared the same ideals as her, he was probably the honorable sort.]

Hold on just a second.

[He runs off for a few minutes to go haggle with the bartender. When he comes back, he has a bottle of whiskey.]

Here. My treat.

[oathshackledbird]

You know my name? Should I be honored or worried?

[Diarmuid is not so worried about his identity being known to those in the city. He has no intention of continuing the war here, and there is nothing awaiting him should he ever leave this place. What does worry him is that he doesn't know what exactly has been said about him and why.

He takes the bottle and raises it in thanks. While he's not really thirsty, it would be rude to turn down a gift given so freely.]

I take it you are a friend of Saber's? I met her outside of the train station earlier tonight. She mentioned another Lancer. Once who came from a 5th War in a universe different from the one she and I are from. I am guessing that is you?

[puppy_lancer]

Yeah, that's me...

[He rubs the back of his head and smiles apologetically.]

Take that as an apology. I...uh...kinda got you caught up in something with Archer. Since he didn't know I wasn't the same Lancer as you.

[oathshackledbird]

Quiet the strong apology.

[Diarmuid rolls the bottle between his hands before taking a drink.]

What exactly was it you involved me in? Shall I expect Archer to finally come looking for my head?

[puppy_lancer]

I called him an asshole and insulted his taste in women.

...But if he comes after you, get to the Church. I'll protect you.

[After all, Lancer was the one who had caused the misunderstanding.]

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid sighs, looking at the bottle in his hands.]

Does he still think you are me or has that misunderstanding been cleared up? Honestly, if Archer was able to confuse you for me, then it is obvious he didn't pay any attention to me during the war as I suspected. We look nothing a like after all. He has probably forgotten completely already.

But thank you. I appreciate the offer.

[puppy_lancer]

I hope it's the way you say, buddy.

[Of course, he had been the one who had confused on Archer for another first.]

...So, now that's settled, you want me to give you a tour or something after you finish off that drink?

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid shrugs and takes another drink from his bottle.]

I can only assume. I have no idea how different this Archer is from the one I remember and it's not like we were friends or anything.

If you don't mind showing me around, I would be in your debt. I have a lot of questions and really no idea where to start getting them answered.

[puppy_lancer]

Go ahead and ask. If I know the answer, I'll answer.]

[oathshackledbird]

I honestly have no idea where to even start asking questions.

[Diarmuid laughs and takes another drink.]

Why don't you tell me what you think the most important things to know about this place are?