The Holy Grail War Meme

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The HOLY GRAIL WAR Meme

 

Seven Masters, magi of the present day. Seven Servants, heroes of days past.One Holy Grail, granting whomever claims it a wish. Only one team of Master and Servant may claim it.
Who will it be?
For those unfamiliar with Fate/Stay Night or Fate/Zero, you can find a better explanation of the Holy Grail War here. (Note: The Holy Grail War in Fate/EXTRA functions in a dramatically different way, and one not followed for purposes of this meme.)

Instructions
1. Comment with your character. In the subject line, put that character's name, canon, and which role (Master, Servant, or either) you would like them to fulfill. Add other preferences if you would like. (NOTE: If your character can fill the role of Servant, I suggest you state which class(es) -- Saber, Lancer, Archer, Rider, Caster, Assassin, or Berserker -- they fall into.)
2. Reply to others' comments. Pick your character's role (and the other character's if they list "Either" as their preference), then use the RNG to pick a scenario that fits the two characters' roles.
3. Enjoy! Though there might be triggers, depending on how the prompts are interpreted.


TWO MASTERS

1. Battle. Who says that Servants get to have all the fun? After all, most Masters try to kill each other, too. Whatever the circumstances, the two of you are locked in a fight. Neither of you are willing to use your Command Spells just yet, so no Servants here. Just two magi duking it out.

2. Alliance. There's a bigger threat out there. Either one Servant is exceptionally powerful, or the situation has changed and the participants need to take action aginst it. One way or another, you're teamed up with one of your rivals for the Holy Grail. How long will this last before you try to stab each other in the back? Or, will something more develop?

3. Protection. Uh-oh! One of you has lost your Servant! Unfortunately, there's no way you'd get to the church safely on your own, so the other one will help you get there! Or maybe you don't trust the priest presiding over the Holy Grail War and are giving shelter to them yourself? Given their track record, no one would blame you.

4. Death. One or both of you lay dying. It might have been by the other's hand, or by someone else's entirely. How will you spend your last moments in the presence of one of your rivals?

5. You, Too? Surprise! You may have been friends before, but you've just discovered that you're both Masters! How will you handle this revelation?

6. Wild Card. Roll again, pick one of the previous options, or make one up!


MASTER AND SERVANT

1. Are You My Master? The summoning is complete. Whether intentional or not, catalyst or not, a magus has summoned a Servant. What kind of meeting was it? Was everything totally under control, or did a hitch occur? Or maybe it happened in the middle of a life-or-death situation!

2. Identity. Either the Servant has flat out told the Master their identity, or they unleashed their Noble Phantasm. Either way, the cat is out of the bag. How will the Master react, now that they know their Servant's name and legend? Will anything change between the two?

3. Battle Aftermath. A battle has just ended. Who participated? Are either of you hurt? Did the Master have to use a Command Spell? Any number of things could have happened here.

4. Discord. Uh-oh. It looks like the Master and the Servant don't get along. Here come the arguments! Don't do something stupid, like waste a Command Spell over a triviality...

5. Love. And then, there's the opposite. Sometimes Masters and Servants fall in love with each other. How will this affect things?

6. Wild Card. Roll again, pick one of the previous options, or make one up!


TWO SERVANTS

1. Battle. This is what usually happens when two Servants meet -- they duke it out. This probably says enough as it is.

2. Alliance. There's a bigger threat out there. Either one Servant is exceptionally powerful, or the situation has changed and the participants need to take action aginst it. One way or another, you're teamed up with one of your rivals for the Holy Grail. How long will this last before you try to stab each other in the back? Or, will something more develop?

3. The Grail Dialogues. Maybe you're not interested in fighting just yet. Maybe you just want to sit down and talk with the other Servant. Find out what they want, what makes them tick. Get some wine while you're at it -- nothing like good wine to go with good talk!

4. Death. One or both of you lay dying...again. It might have been by the other's hand, or by someone else's entirely. How will you spend your last moments in this War in the presence of one of your rivals?

5. Identity. Congratulations, you've just learned each other's identities! Will this change the situation, or will you press onward?

6. Wild Card. Roll again, pick one of the previous options, or make one up!

Comments

Rider | Fate/Extra | Servant (... Rider, of course)

[nice_boat_rider]

((More interested in CR than typing out combat, but not against a battle.))

((Rider does not especially do love. Rider's true love is Rider. You'd have to be basically amoral or Rider's bitch to be in a romantic relationship with her.))

((I am totally fond of something more waver/rider-esque in which this Rider being an outrageous personality, or culture shock from either party))

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[stop_hamerutime]

((You said personality contrast and characters needing voice testing, right? Have a Homura ver. moe if that's alright with you.))

Um.

[This isn't what she signed up for.]

W-wait just a minute, Rider!

[This kind of deal is never what she signed up for.]

Look at all this!

[It's almost painful for Homura to raise her voice...okay, it is painful, but it has to be done.]

Y-you blew up half a city block! Who told you to use your Noble Phantasm...

[nice_boat_rider]

[Rider panted in the after math of using all that energy, but trying to keep up her usual style, she blew some smoke from her pistols as the winds died down and the golden ships dissipated in a glitter of mana]

Brute force, honey... If it's not working, you aren't using enough...

[stop_hamerutime]

[Sometimes it's really hard not to stare at Rider. This is one of those times, but Homura's mad enough to keep eye contact instead of getting absorbed in how stupidly stylish her Servant is.]

Someone not even involved in this could have gotten hurt! A-and how are we going to explain this mess? I'm going to be in so much trouble...

[She gestures to the wreckage that the barrage caused. It's not like her own attacks were ever subtle, but there was a difference between strategically-placed bombs and knocking over entire warehouses. Right?]

[nice_boat_rider]

You don't seem to understand. How do we explain this mess?

We don't.

And by-standards? What's that saying? Oh, right.

"Can't make an omelet without breaking a few egs."

[There was not a smidge of remorse in her over what she did. In fact, she was grinning.]

[stop_hamerutime]

[Homura wishes she could argue with that. She wishes she had the guts to argue with that evil smirk.]

Rider...

[She knew full well what she was doing, though.]

You're a monster.

[She summoned a monster.]

[nice_boat_rider]

Heheh... and yet, I was rewarded by my people with wealth, power, status.

I was knighted, Homura, and I went down in history as a hero.

You know why? Because the ends justify the means.

[She holstered her pistols with twirls.]

[stop_hamerutime]

[Homura sits down on the ground, and hugs her own knees. She's overcome with...she doesn't even know. Disgust, probably. She's gritting her teeth so hard her heart is starting to pound and she knows that's not good but using magic to slow it down will make it worse...]

[She takes a deep breath, and squeezes her eyes shut.]

I...know that.

[Strange. She felt slightly better after admitting that.]

[nice_boat_rider]

Oh yeah? Good.

Once you don't just know it, but you've embraced it... nothing's gonna stop us, master.

Just point me at the target and get out of the way. We'll get through this.

[stop_hamerutime]

How did you do it, anyway?

[Tears start to gather at the corners of her eyes and she feels stupid.]

How'd you just give up being human?

[No human being could do this and smile, right?]

3/4

[serveme]

[ A fight is not something Remilia has any problem with. Why would she? She's easily S-Class herself, and she's not even a Servant. But with a Servant she gets to sit back and watch, which really is the best place for someone of her stature anyway.

But as a Master, Remilia refuses to accept a loss. Not when the Grail is on the line, when her dream is on the line. One she has thus far refused to tell her Servant. A loss is simply unacceptable, and Remilia has a few choice words for her Servant. ]

How could you lose? That other Servant was a Lancer, you should have wiped the floor with him? Are you truly that useless?

[ Remilia sits on a makeshift throne, that's really just some steel girders set on the floor. They've come back to their little hideout in Fujuki City, a sky scraper that is still unfinished. It's night of course, and from where she sits on the roof looking at her Servant, Remilia has the Moon bright overhead to light their discussion. ]

[nice_boat_rider]

Ugh. Kick a man when she's down, why don't you? ... sorry, boss, but it was the most I could do to come back alive this time.

[She didn't so much prostate herself as she was actually wounded, sitting on a pillow in the floor while hunched over a bit in pain.]

If you're not gonna actually god damn listen to me I'm not gonna bother giving you an explanation.

[serveme]

The point in this battle is to win, not to just survive. [ Remilia crosses and uncrosses her legs, looking down at her servant. Rider must be used to this by now, being looked down upon by the vampire girl. ]

...But you didn't die, so I suppose I can give you some praise.

[ Remilia just sighs a little, waving her hand a little at the woman in front of her. She's disappointed, but not angry. ]

I'm listening. You may explain yourself.

[nice_boat_rider]

[Rider loathed being looked down on by anyone... especially someone who needed her.]

Put plain? That scurvy dog got the better of me. Anyone can be ambushed ... master.

[That last word came out with a bit of venom.]

And while I have your ear... [she glared up at the vampire]

Let's be clear about this. If you're gonna berate me then I'm not gonna give you any pleasantries.

Pay me. Now. Up front.

[She had a lot of gall for someone who was wounded.]

[serveme]

[ Remilia has a tendency to look down on everyone, until they've proven themselves to her anyway. And even then, a servant is a servant to her. But she listens to her servant's complaints, because that is what a proper Master does.

She gets up from her 'chair', stretching one of her arms over her head, and stretching out her tiny batlike wings behind her. She looks like she's thinking about what to say as she moves down to come stand in front of her Servant. ]

We are both trying to get the grail are we not? When we get it I will give you all my treasures, and you will have more gold than you could ever imagine.

[ Remilia extends her left arm out, looking at the back of her hand, where a full command spell sits. ]

I would hate to have to force you to comply. I value my servants, and I value you as well, whether you believe it or not.

[nice_boat_rider]

I said I want part of my payment now. Are you hard of hearing?

It's not much to ask for my continued service. You aren't much of a master or a leader if you can't barter my loyalty without threatening to play your aces.

[serveme]

I may be thousands of years old but my hearing is still as good as it's ever been.

[ Remilia doesn't like her servants talking back to her like that, but for the moment she isn't forcing the woman to obey, because she isn't ready to waste a Command Spell just yet. She knows how useful they can be. ]

I am a Leader because I am simply the strongest. Because I come from a line going back to Vlad Ţepeş Dracul. And when I tell you that you will get paid when I win, my word is unbreakable.

Master - 3 (no dragons, to keep things simpler...)

[watch_my_back]

[ That last fight didn't go so well, but it's probably due to Rider having a master with such bad luck. It's not even that he's clumsy! Just that environmental hazards made it difficult to participate in the fight — and he isn't one to stand idly by while his Servant does all the hard work!

...but that just means Ashton is the one who ends up needing to be rescued and for the two to make their quick getaway. When he comes to, the accompanying grogginess keeps him from leaving his cabin quickly. Which is probably for the best. ]

Huh...? Where am I...?

[ But then he spots the scenery outside of the nearby porthole moving. Not just moving but swaying, and it's then that he makes out the rushing of the wind and the crashing of waves. That gives him cause for some alarm. ]

I'M ON A BOAT!!! [ Okay, a LOT of alarm. ]

that's right, motherfucker

[nice_boat_rider]

Well, yeah, I am a god damn rider. I have to ride something, 'master.'

[Rider was manning the helm. Somehow this ship worked despite that she was the only sailing it. Maaaaaagic.]

Glad to see you're awake now.

[Because Rider wanted to have words with Ashton.]

he won't ever forget

[watch_my_back]

[ —sorry, Rider, that's going to need repeating because all that comes from inside that open door in reply is a series of loud crashes and some squeaking as the injured swordsman ignores the weight of exhaustion to seek his one true goal:

A barrel bucket in which to violently expel lunch...

And, by the sound of things, he found it. ]

[nice_boat_rider]

Oh god, don't tell me you've got absolutely no sea legs!

[... well. If she was going to have to put up with him being a total landlubber she was going to have fun with it. She swung the wheel hard starboard with a snicker.]

[She was, after all, kind of mad at him~]

[watch_my_back]

I thought you knew th— [ Crack! ] OW! [ The good news was, he didn't break anything. The bad news was that she just ended up tipping the only thing over that kept him from making an utter mess of the deck.

...is it still the deck if it's inside? Ashton doesn't have time to ponder this. He drags himself upright and against a wall, a shelf, a dresser, ANYTHING that was actually bolted down solid. Or, as solid as things get on boats. Ships. Whatever.

He lets out a pathetic whine as he rights himself. ] Dooo you think deaaath could possssibly beeee a boat...? [ Ashton might rather wish he had not made it out of that battle alive, if it meant avoiding this other, cruel fate. ]

[nice_boat_rider]

[And her snicker upgraded to chuckling when she heard that cry of pain.]

[Still, he was her master, so it wouldn't do to kill the guy. She didn't want to rough him up too bad.]

Are you kidding me? Is this seriously that damn bad for you?

You are such a wimp.

[watch_my_back]

Hurp! [ Finding the strength to go on, somehow, he made his way slooowly along the wall as if crawling while upright, and clung to the doobjamb for dear life so he could address her without screaming back and forth. ]

For the record, I had a very bad experience on a ship once, and we are... we're not going to talk about it.... please... [ She could be kind of scary, and he just set himself up for it, but he's out of sorts okay?! Giving her orders, even if that wasn't an actual order, caused him some discomfort. ] Why couldn't it have been a car...?

[nice_boat_rider]

[She was a scary woman a lot of the time, that was for sure.]

Well you're going to have to get over it because me and the ship are a package deal.