so, i ask of thee, are you my master?

[anonily]

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. Though not mandatory, it would be preferred that you give a brief summary of your character as they will (most likely) be AU'd into the setting. (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

[liveandforgive]

Mm? [he blinks as he stares at his Master. when she turned on her side, he wondered if he did something wrong. but...] Groceries?

[he wonders if they were running short already... he supposed there weren't a lot of eggs left, and it never hurt to have a second jug of milk in the fridge either. getting up from his seat on the couch, he dispells his traditional fighting gear to appear in something more casual. though he didn't have mystic eyes, the glasses were something that helped him blend in just a little more as he pushes them up the bridge of his nose]

Alright. [it was a sudden request of her, but...ah well. he'll do it!] Want me to take my time so you can get some more rest? I'll have breakfast ready for whenever you decide to get up.

[dereban]

Mm?

[ She rolls again to see him before her eyes widen and she finds herself rolling back, her face face down onto the pillow to hide her flustered expression. ]

Y-Yeah. There's a couch downstairs if you need it.

[liveandforgive]

[opening the door, he turns his head back over his shoulder once to glance back at her. a beat and he wants to ask if everything was alright, but, again he doesn't question it much]

Get some sleep, Inaba. [he stares out the door as he speaks] That way you can enjoy the rest of your day.

[when night fell, they would be back out fighting again... he closes the door behind him and prepares to head out. as he's finally outside, he looks back up to where his Master's closed window is. this kind of setting... just going out for groceries like this. Japan was less run-down than a place like Edge or Midgar. it was...a nice change of pace. too bad something like this wouldn't last.

he had a duty to fulfill and a planet to save. could the Holy Grail really pull it off?]

--

1 Hour Later . . .

--

[opening the front door, Cloud places the groceries he picked up from the local market down on the kitchen counter. he wasn't a master chef, but he knew how to follow rules of common sense. he'd make her something nice. he didn't know how long she planned on being down for a nap for, but Cloud wouldn't disturb her if she was sleeping anyways. removing his glasses and the cardigan he sported, Cloud made his way up the stairs to Inaba's room]

[dereban]

[ Sleep is for the weak. But then again, Inaba was never good at sleeping to begin with; she only ended up worrying over the most trivial things. But today, she couldn't sleep for a completely different reason. And that reason is rather apparent if and when Cloud opens the door to Inaba's room.

She had managed to get one of her toys from the closet that was strictly for masturbation; there was a line of dildos spread across the bed, clearly having been used (as she was attempting to figure something out) as the young teenage girl had been putting it in down below, underneath the skirt that she wore as her pajamas.

...........Uh.

This is awkward. ]

[liveandforgive]

[he calmly, slowly but surely opens the door. when he heard her breathing, he assumed she was resting or dreaming about something. but the blond wasn't quite expecting this. he wasn't an idiot by any stretch of the means, nor was he slow. so when he opened the door to her room, standing at the entranceway, Cloud blinked once. twice]

Gah-whoops.

[and just like that he turns his back to Inaba, freezing up slightly as his back was turned to her. ... might wanna close the door, Cloud]

[dereban]

W, Wait-- it's not what you think. [ It is exactly what he thinks. It's all too obvious when she covers herself up, her cheeks reddening. ]

[liveandforgive]

Certainly looked like it- [shit his mouth was talking faster than his brain was]

... I'm just... [a beat. this was awkward as he resisted the temptation to look back over his shoulder at her] ...take your time?

[what's he supposed to say here? Cloud never caught anyone doing that before. not even back home...]

[dereban]

How the hell am I supposed to take my time if you're right there?!

[liveandforgive]

Sorry, sorry!

[and slam goes the door as Cloud makes his way downstairs rather quickly. coulda just as easily taken spirit form, but. he's forgetting he's a Servant right now kinda]

[dereban]

Damn it...

[ There's a groan of frustration as she buries her face into that pillow of hers. This is annoying, and now she can't even continue, no matter how much she wants to... Whatever. She'll just clean herself up and get dressed. There wasn't any school today, thankfully, so she'll find something casual to change into, consisting of a beige tank top and black skirt before going downstairs. ]

Hey, is breakfast ready? [ She's still slightly flustered but she's pretending not to be. ]

[liveandforgive]

Morning, Master.

[back to formalities between these two. or at least, for now it was. Cloud didn't make anything elaborate. and while he hadn't slept yet, he did partake with some food, as old habits died hard. Cloud didn't have anything elaborate for her planned. though admittedly he wanted to try making french toast sometime. so just as Inaba comes down the stairs in a tank top and skirt, the toast popped up as Cloud just put the eggs on the hot pan. the bacon was already finished and settled on a plate with a piece of paper towel soaking up the grease]

In about a minute. How do you like your eggs?

[dereban]

Let's have it scrambled this time.

[ Damn. She can smell the bacon from here, and it's wonderful. She will, at least, take a seat at the kitchen table. ]

[liveandforgive]

[good thing Inaba was quick to answer, as Cloud was immediately grabbing a whisker and whipping the egg yolk and white into a scrambled mess in the frying pan. the order was slightly mixed up, but luckily he thought enough to open the milk he'd just bought and splash a very light amount in. Marlene and Denzel liked this too, and the milk helped to fluff up the eggs. he'd leave the seasonings to her as he spent the next minute whipping them in the frying pan as they started to cook and fluff up. still a tad moist, Cloud removed them from the heat to rest for a short bit]

So what's the plan for today? [as he serves up some crispy and more soft strips of bacon, Cloud settles the eggs onto the plate as well. ah, shoot he forgot about the toast] Butter for your toast?

[dereban]

I'm going into town to buy some stuff. You're coming with me. [ That's it. That's the plan. ] And sure. Also, can you get me some tea?

[liveandforgive]

Mm? I am? [he blinks to that. he supposed he could take spirit form and follow her, certainly. as he butters her toast, he places the plate in front of her as the scents of fresh breakfast fill the room. he'll get right on cleaning up, opting to skip out on breakfast for now]

Sure. What's going on in town, by the way? [as he turns on the electric kettle, he leans against the counter as he looks back to his Master]

[dereban]

There's a small convention today so I was hoping to get some new merch. This way you won't have to be in spirit form or wear casual clothes since everyone will be in cosplay.

[liveandforgive]

Cosplay? [he doesn't seem familiar with that word... but that's when she says something else that catches his attention]

Hold on. Are you telling me to go with you in my Servant form? [they would be normal clothes back home. but here... what was his Master plotting?]

[dereban]

Yeah, it's fine. Oh, and then I can enter you in the contest!

[ Inaba, please... what are you doing? ]

Though you'll have to keep you sword on you at all times.

[liveandforgive]

Contest? What contest- I'm not a model!

[and she mentions his sword]

I'm not gonna take my sword out in public either. That's dangerous.

[dereban]

So? It's not like you have to do anything but look cool and swing your sword around. Maybe I should just get a fake sword that looks close enough...

[ ... ]

Either way, you're definitely entering whether you want to or not. Also. You should probably be careful with what you're saying. Some people might take that the wrong way. [ Inaba... ]

[liveandforgive]

[the water will take another minute before it boils up, he's about ready to close the gap between himself and his Master... Now he's standing over her when suddenly]

Hey.

[he pokes her forehead]

Head outta the gutter.

[...]

So your mind is made up, huh?

[dereban]

Too late. Once it's in there, it's not getting out for a long time.

[ She sticks her tongue out playfully with a cheeky grin playing across her lips. ]

Yep. I think you can win first place, which means I'll be getting all that cash. [ That's her objective. The money. ]

[liveandforgive]

... you think I'll win?

[dereban]

I wouldn't have suggested it if you were going to lose. I mean, you don't have to do anything. Just swing a sword in a cool fashion... maybe say line from the game... as long as you don't overdo it.

[liveandforgive]

I...said a lot of things. What do you want me to say?