To start we need to figure out what kind of person you are.

>A magus

>A being from another reality (Crossover)

>An Above Average Human

>Phantasmal Being (Basically Eleven-chan from last thread. Generally formed from either historic events or people's imaginations)

I will honestly leave this here for tonight and into tomorrow. If I do get enough votes before Midnight I will put you all on part two.

Previous Thread
> >>3320983

and its chaotic character creation
> http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/3275148/

>>3349399
There are two ways I want to go about this

>Crossover with something super-combat heavy and easy hax (e.g. Worm, JoJo, Touhou, Fist of the North Star, etc.)

>Phantasmal Being, either the Chernobyl crisis, Little Boy/Fatman, or the Cuban Missile Crisis


>>3349418
Rip Eleven-chan, you were the aviation disaster in history.

>>3349448
>the BEST aviation disaster in history

I fugged up

I will mention I won't have anything that makes you a god and that someone can logically kill you given info. That means Jojo's is fine while some of Worm is not.

>>3349399
>Phantasmal Being (Basically Eleven-chan from last thread. Generally formed from either historic events or people's imaginations)
Suggestions: Chernobyl, Little Boy, Apollo-13, Fukushima, Titanic, etc.

>>3349387
>>An Above Average Human

>>3349463
>>3349448
>>3349475
Guys let's do something absolutely dumb.
Let's be Gilgamesh, but as a master instead of his usual self as a Servant.

>>3349510
Wanna be Gil from the Forth?

>>3349510
Nah.

We'll just die even faster.

>>3349532
You guys can act as spectators. Just laugh at all the little people and wait till the Grail is found. Just depends on how you play.

I'll let this go on to tomorrow. It seems everyone mostly matched except for Phantasmal Being. Likely start up again at about 6 or 7 tomorrow.

>>3349399
>Phantasmal Being (Basically Eleven-chan from last thread. Generally formed from either historic events or people's imaginations)
>formed in the middle east by a ritualistic suicide of taliban shamans, ak47-san wanders the world in search of vodka and infidels
basically eleven-chan but with the personality of a slav and the ability to fire bullets at the cost of mana

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>>3349828
Y'know what? Fuck it, I'm okay with this.

An AK-47 is pretty durable (at least compared to other weapons), which factors into its own legend as one of the most famous firearms of the world, and the average magus is too haughty to wear a bulletproof vest. Although being mostly Russia-aligned, infidels isn't a feasible goal, unless it's from the perspective of Putin. Or just salt from the afghan shenanigans.

And even if so, being a Phantasmal Being is better than being a squishy human.

>>3349877
The AK-47 isn't really aligned to any group as a result of being durable, easy to use/learn, and cheap for an assault rifle, it has become the symbol of Third-World Revolutions. It's Russian in origin, but every African warlord, Rebel Group, and Terrorist Organization has AK-47s, so it's the more like a mercenary than an aligned soldier.

Seems we are mainly looking at Phantasmal Beings. As such I suggest we throw ideas at the wall and see what sticks.

Set Up
>Character Name
>>Ability
>>Some Flaw in their makeup, such as the need for fuel or consumption of bullets.

You guys can also recommend Servants like Gil you might wanna play, and I honestly will leave in crossovers because I want to. I honestly wanna have a Master with Chrimson King or The World.

For now till about 7 or 8, make characters you would wanna play as and I will make the ballot at 6ish to vote at 7.

So some examples
>Little Boy
>>The manifestation of a Nuclear Bomb, Little Boy is able to fire small rays of nuclear radiation
>>Flaw: When killed he will explode like a nuke.

>Holocaust
>>Able to turn people ablaze with his hands.
>>Hates almost everyone that isn't German.

>>3350312
>Titanic
>>The Unsinkable: Endurance of A
>> Loses Ability when cold

>Angra Mainyu
>>Somehow survived the Third and gained a corporeal body, he now fights just because he wants to.

>>3350312
>Chernobyl
>>Creates horrible mutants that die without sufficient radiation
>>Leaks small amounts of radiation constantly

Well, I'll get this rolling here in an hour. Post a completish loadout similar to my setup above. And

>AK47-Chan
>>Able to summon an AK47 and she can operate in almost any climate without issue, even losing limbs.
>>Flaw: Must drink Vodka 5 times a day.

>>3350312
>Cuban Missile Crisis
>Aura of imminent fear, a few giant missiles which can also be used as blunt melee weapons
>Prefers to use intimidation or diplomacy, violence is a last resort and incites mass panic

>>3351440
Forgot to add: >Limited arsenal, making a missile is extremely resource intensive

Since there doesn't seem to be other entries, I will put these up for the vote.

>AK47-Chan
>>Able to summon an AK47 and she can operate in almost any climate without issue, even losing limbs.
>>Flaw: Must drink Vodka 5 times a day.

>Chernobyl
>>Creates horrible mutants that die without sufficient radiation
>>Leaks small amounts of radiation constantly

>Cuban Missile Crisis
>Aura of imminent fear, a few giant missiles which can also be used as blunt melee weapons
>Prefers to use intimidation or diplomacy, violence is a last resort and incites mass panic. Also amount of missiles are limited.

>I leave the 'Other' option in case anyone who has yet to submit an option wants to put it in. I mean, thats how Eleven-chan was made for the most part.

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>>3351449
>Cuban Missile Crisis
If we're gonna die, we're gonna bring down EVERYONE with us for sure.

>mfw connection error 3 times in a row
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>>3351449
>Chernobyl

Okay, 15 more min and I break the tie.

>>3351449
Cuban Missile Crisis

>>3351529
>>3351679
Seems we are going Cuban Missile Crisis, or Sis-san (I take ). Now lets get your perk and then we move to Servants.

Chose one

>Hyper Intelligent
>>Your able to process info fast and react just as fast, granting lightning reflexes. Everything seems slower though

>Keen Mind
>>Your mind is unforgetting even with the use of sorceries. Of course this includes all the bad things, like your first kill and being born.

>Diplomat
>>You have the charm of a sociopath, able to control a crowd or get out of situations on words alone. Of course girls and boys will follow you everywhere.

>Strong
>>You are way stronger than your average man. Enough so that you can never hug someone without fear of killing them.


>Tough
>>You barely feel pain, nothing has ever pierced your skin. This however has left you with a… fetish.


>Mystic Eyes
>>Your eyes are magical, enough so that you enchant anyone you look at with something. You have never looked anyone in the eye out of fear. (You will chose the eye)


>Strong Will
>>Your will is unbreakable, no magic can control you. You are a narcissist though.


>Other
>>One benefit and one negative RP thing.

>>3351702

>Tough
>>You barely feel pain, nothing has ever pierced your skin. This however has left you with a… fetish.
At least we're knife proof

>>3351758
Backing, we'll just have to be very classy about our masochism, like that sharp maso admiral I saw on Danbooru.

>>3351758
>>3351835

Very well, you guys are now [Tough].

I'll assume you are good with throwing missiles about so we move to Servants.

Ok, I need three people to roll a d15, this will determine which classes you all can vote from. Class Numbers are:
1.Saber
2.Archer
3.Lancer
4.Berserker
5.Assassin
6.Rider
7.Caster
8.Avenger
9.Ruler
10. Alter Ego
11. Beast
12. Shielder
13. Saver
14. Moon Cancer
15. Foreigner

From these you can chose your Servant. Oh, and Saver is a Reroll!

Rolled 8 (1d15)

>>3351863

Rolled 8 (1d15)

>>3351871
I don't think an Avenger is a smart idea especially since they don't mesh well with out "bigger gun diplomacy".

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>>3351871
>>3351885
WHAT ARE THE ODDS?!

>>3351871
>>3351885
You poor sods. Pick Angra hes pretty chill and is willing to not fight.

>>3351886
But really I am willing to have you reroll. If its Avenger again you're stuck with it by Angra's grace.

Rolled 1 (1d15)

>>3351888
May trips be blessed

>>3351895
Lucky you, the questionably strongest class

Rolled 10 (Bullshit)

Since we are at this point, I'mma give you Alter Ego as the last class. Only reason is because I', thinking of a loli on King Protea's shoulder. Pick your Servant anyways!

Rolled 10 (1d15)

But you also get to chose from whatevers above

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>>3351953

>>3351939
KingProtea, the biggest brute, the grand deterrent, although she might become a liability at times, and Sabers often have beams (inb4 Okita Souji).

>>3351966
I can just imagine you guys just living on the country side watching the lightshow while you give her headpats.

>>3351970
I wonder what the other anon(s) think of this.

>>3351939
>>3351974
desu I don't know anything about Fate so I'll just go with King Protea

>>3351978
Basically shes the biggest Servant.

>>3351983
By biggest I mean shes the size of a skyscraper at her largest.

>>3351983
Is that a good thing? Doesn't that mean she's a bigger target.

>>3351978
Welp, biggest stick it is.

>>3351986
The absolutest unit, she can keep growing as much as she wants, although she becomes dumber if she gets too big.

>>3351989
Servants are the fucking strong, they're beyond superhumans and can only be harmed by other servants. Also, we have a handful of tactical ballistic missiles, if she can't go toe to toe with other servants, at least she can tear up the entire city.

You do raise a point though, at least she can regress if needed.

>>3352001
Another question
What happens if you kill someone in Fate?

>>3352017
They die. No coming back unless you have time travel, which only one guy has.

Well I would like to bring in more Anons I guess we should get going eh?

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>>3352017
Don't forget

>>3352024
Yeah, I don't mind.

>>3352024
Yeah

>>3352026
>>3352035
Writing the intro!

>>3352047
>>3352049
Go ahead, I think it's for the better.

The cold air seemed to sneak its way into your room, jolting you awake. You’re just use to this climate, which isn’t the worst thing in your opinion. Though the cold air seemed to have woken you up sadly, so you opted to stretch.

Rolling over the covers you slipped on your Merican slippers before walking around to check on your supplies. Opening it, you noticed a bottle of Vodka next to about 10 missiles and a jar of blood. You sighed to yourself as you grabbed the bottle.

Sitting on your bed you chugged a bottle while thinking about life. Its only been a few weeks ago that you learned about the Holy Grail War, an Omnipotent Wish Granting Device from some images that were hunting you. For their trouble, you paid off some other Mercs to take them out.

Now though you were in Prague, old Soviet territory in the Czech Republic. Looking outside the Hostel Window the place hasn’t really changed much from your previous visits. Of course it wasn’t as rich as say America, the large city still held a charm of nostalgia that you enjoyed.

You went for one more gulp as you noticed it was empty much to your despair. You had to blame your Russian heritage for the addiction, but at least Vodka was cheap.

You think to yourself on what to do next…

>Summon your Servant

>Go get some more Drink

>Other

>>3352081
>Summon your Servant

>>3352086
Writing...

>>3352081
>Summon your Servant

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You went over and took out the bottle of blood from your bag along with a small note. The note had some details on it. It mainly had the circle on it along with a chant you were suppose to say. Such information came courtesy of some Magus you payed off last week to learn of the Ritual.

You you started to run the blood around in the design on the note. It was a simple circle with smaller designs in it, nothing too crazy in comparison to the Ballistic Missiles you carry on the daily bases. The blood you used was gladly not human but from a pig you slaughtered yesterday, you still need to wash your damn clothes of the stains.

You stepped back from the circle, the details not exactly as the note entitled but you don’t really care. You were sadly not using a Catalyst for this ritual so you didn’t know who you would be getting. Luckily though it said the Grail would simply give you the Servant best compatible with you.

You breathed in and out, show time.

You opened your mouth, your mature if high voice ringing out among the cold, “Fill. Fill. Fill. Fill. Fill. Let each be turned over five times, simply breaking asunder the fulfilled time.”

You watched as the Command Seal begun to light a Crimson Red and steeled yourself, “Let silver and steel be the essence. Let stone and the archduke of contracts be the foundation.”

The makeshift circle started to light up in the same crimson, “Let my great creators be the Ancestors. Raise a wall, against the wind that shall fall.”

Wind began to bellow through the room as you tried your best to remember the words, ”Close the four cardinal gates. Come out from the crown. Rotate the three-branched road reaching the Kingdom.”

The light started to turn Silver as you tried to contain your voice, ”I shall declare here. Your body shall serve under me. My fate shall be with your sword. Submit to the beckoning of the Holy Grail. If you will submit to this will and this reason,” You waited for the pregnant pause called for, “Then answer!”

You curled your hand as you could feel something tugging at it, “– An oath shall be sworn here! I shall attain all virtues of all of Heaven. I shall have dominion over all evils of all of Hell!”

It felt like something was gripping into your very being and was trying to bring himself forth! You held firm and cried to the heavens, “From the Seventh Heaven, attended to by three great words of power, come forth from the ring of restraint, Protector of the Balance!”

You were blinded for a few moment, the silver light too bright for you. As your sight returned with black spots doting your vision you finally noticed the being you summoned. She seemed to be no older than 8 years old with her purple hair reaching to the floor and then some. She wore a very well made dress that was white, though her body seemed to be wrapped in bandages.

She stood before you looking curious, “Are you my Master?”

>Yes

>No

>>3352179
>Yes

>>3352179
>Yes

>>3352224
>>3352279
Writing...

You guys wanna be more russian or american?

>>3352285
Why not Both?
But if we have to choose one. American

You nod you’re head at the girl, “Yes, Cold-san is your Master. And what is your name?”

The girl gave you a robotic nod, “I am King Protea, Alter-Ego class Servant.”

“Alter-Ego?” You say to yourself, “Cold-san has not heard of that class?”

The doll like being in front of you simply gave you a emotionless nod, “It is an Extra-Class Master. I am a merger of multiple Gods as they attempted to join the Grail War.”

Seemed your Servant didn’t have much in the way of Personality. Even her eyes seemed to have a deadness to them. Actually it was frankly morbid as you looked into her eyes.

King Protea though, you never really heard of her. Though as you now saw her stats, both her strength and Endurance were EX while she… grows?

You looked outside the window and saw the night lights of the city, then looked at your bottle of emptied Vodka. Seemed you weren’t going to show her the glories of alcohol tonight unless you went out.

>Head out (I’ll assume pick up Alcohol but there can be other reasons)

>Talk for a bit (What do you wanna ask her)

>Go to sleep, maybe she'll be better by morning.

Servant Stats
>https://typemoon.fandom.com/wiki/Kingprotea#Inner%20form

>>3352326
>Head out for Alcohol and Candy (Kids love candy, right?)

>>3352363
backing

>>3352363
>>3352369
Then I write it!

You guys want me to keep up the speech joke from Eleven-chan or drop it. I was going to do it but if you guys don't like it...

>>3352380
>drop it
At least in public, since we're a different character now.

>>3352390
Sure, I'm running this one as an older version of Eleven-chan. Makes sense she got that quirk steadied in public.

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“Hey, um” You think to yourself for a second, “Would Ego-kun want some candy or something? I mean, that’s what kids like right?”

The girl just stares at you absentmindedly. Well maybe a little candy would satisfy the girl, “Well if that’s what you are going to wear Cold-san will be getting ready.”

With that you ran over to your duffle bag and brought out a jacket, scarf, and a bonnet with the Soviet Sickle on the American flag on the front. Quickly you placed it on with your hair dropping only to your shoulders as you wrapped a red scarf around your neck.

You look in the mirror, your green eyes the only thing to tell people of your inhuman nature. With that you grabbed your wallet and went to the door. Turning you noticed the Servant standing there like a doll, “You coming Ego-kun? We gotta get my drink and your candy.”

The being looked up at you for a moment, a flash of life spinning into her eyes as she walked through the door you opened. You simply sigh, “Come on, why does Cold-san get stuck with all the weird ones.”

A cold breeze went by as you and the little girl left the building into the dimly lit streets.

>Roll to find a convenience store.

Rolled 62 (1d100)

>>3352411
How hard could it be?

Rolled 22 (1d100)

>>3352411
If we roll low, then SOMETHING happened to it before we get there.

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You make your way through the streets. Since they never really innovated this city the market district never moved an inch since you’ve last been here.

As such you stood in front of the place, a Seven/Ten that belonged to the americans servicing the people the Americans once fought. That and they were kind of bankrupt in said country. Still the 24/7 service was something you aimed to abuse as you walked in.

The bell rang as you lead Ego through the doors, your eyes darting straight to the alcoholic drinks section. With speed that would put a Lancer to shame you grabbed onto about 3 bottles worth before you turned to a staring Ego.

You simply sighed at the braindead child, “What are you waiting for? Ego, get yourself some candy or something.”

The girl turns the rack of candy goods. She looked dead for a moment before grabbing something at random. It was a normal chocolate bar, nothing else to it.

You placed the bottles on the counter, the young slavic man simply eyes the two of you before scanning your purchases. He didn’t seem to bother with IDs since he looked as high as a keight, but you digress.

You walked outside of the store already chugging on a bottle of Vodka. As you turned to face the girl you noticed she was just staring at the bar like she had no idea what to do with it.

After a moment you just handed the drinks to her, “Here hold this Ego-kun.” You mumbled a little as you snagged the bar and opened it up, “Now open wide.”

The girl did as you asked with her mouth wide open. You simply placed the bar between her teeth and watched as she bit down like a shark at it. She smiled a little as she looked up at you, her eyes slowly becoming less clouded.

You grew a small smile before trading her for the drinks, “Now you can eat up. You atleast feeling better kid?”

You received a slight nod from the girl, which was enough for you. As you started to once again down your drink you heard something.

>Roll for perception.

Rolled 92 (1d100)

>>3352475

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Your eyes widen as you look over a little ways to the river that sliced the city in half. The sound of Oxen came into your ears, which seemed to be a massive tip-off that this was not the fucking KGB.

Within a moment you grabbed onto Ego and ran into a nearby alleyway to hide yourself. You watched only for another moment as a ficking War Charriot! came out of the rivers as a black knight with a little girl on its shoulders were running after it.

You could hear their banter even from here. The first was a massive man who was in the War Chariot who spoke with confidence, “So you are not willing to join my Army young lady? You and your Servant would make a nice addition!”

You noticed as a bernet was shaking at the man’s cloak saying something like, “She’s the enemy! Take her out!” but that was drowned out as the little girl gave an answer.

She was small, maybe a little younger than Ego. Her eyes were ruby red filled with ruthless joy, “I’m sorry but you were rude to me. You came out of nowhere and shot at me.”

The big man simply gave a chuckle as he patted the brunette on her back, “Yeah my Master has quite the temper. I will need to teach her curtsy before battle soon.”

It was then the girl rebuttled, “Your Master! You kidnapped me from Assassin! If you didn’t convince her with your damn autograph I’d be preparing for a battle, not be in one!”

The man simply grew a smirk, “Don’t lie to me, oh Master. I knew you were going to head out with Assassin. I just decided we should head out together instead.”

As the three talked you realized one thing, they were Servants and Masters. What will you do?

>Sneak away

>Stay here and learn more like a Spy

>Prepare a Missile to throw around and tell them to bugger off.

>>3352519
>Stay here and learn more like a Spy

>>3352519
>Stay here and learn more like a Spy

>>3352528
>>3352533

>Roll

Rolled 61 (1d100)

>>3352534

Rolled 61 (1d100)

>>3352534

>>3352538
>>3352540
Huh

Writing...

You inch your way out of the darkness with your grip on Ego slowly letting go as you inched your way out to hear more.

You watched as the Burnett's face became red with rage as she stomped the chariot, “Damn that girl! Why does she haft to like fucking Rider!”

The Servant laughed a little, “So you will not be joining us my good lady? It’s a shame we must face each other than. For now I will leave.”

The girl jumped off the mass of black, “No, your Master has spited me mister Iskandar. I won’t let you go easily. Berserker~. Kill them!”

The Black Knight charged at the two, the man growing a smile, “Then I guess we are fighting! Get a hold of something Master!” You could hear a drawn out yelp as Servants went at each other.

You watched as the chariot charged at the Knight only for the target to jump into the air and land on the other side. The Knight then grabbed onto a light post, the post becoming a corrupted mass of black and red. With a skillful spin, you watched as the two Servant started to attack each other. With the battle slowly coming your direction with every charge by Rider.

>Try and end the fight by introducing Alter Ego

>Flee

>Watch

>>3352573
>Flee

>>3352592
This ain't our fight, at least not yet.

>>3352592
>>3352604
>Roll to flee
I assume to the Hostel

Rolled 20 (1d100)

>>3352605

Rolled 97 (1d100)

>>3352605
Welp

You take a hold of Ego’s hand, “Come on Ego-kun, we need to get out of here!”

The girl gave you a nod, though you noticed she was slowly becoming more and more lively as the night went on. With that you scampered into the Alleys like an old rat in a cellar. You easily went around their battle, which was approaching dangerously close to your Hostel.

You bursted through the door with Ego in tow while carrying two bottles of Vodka. You looked about the room, grabbing onto whatever you might have left out before looking out the window. You’re heart sunk a good bit as you watched the fighters came ever closer.

You clicked your tounge, there was no reason to fight right now and you weren’t going to stick around to see if your place got smashed.

Once again you grabbed onto Ego and ran out the door. The sounds of your room being crashed into came into your ears as you fled back into the alleys.

You made it a little ways north as you started heaving. Yeah you are tough but damn that was a lot of running. You sat on the nearest trash can while popping the top off another bottle. It was then you noticed something.

“Hey, uh, Ego-kun. Have you gotten bigger?”

You looked at the Servant, now the size of a 14 year old. She looked at you and nodded, “Yes. I have gotten taller Master.”

You sighed in relief, “Good, that means Cold-sans not drunk yet.”

The girl simply gave you a nod as you continued to drink. Now your room was kind of destroyed, where do you go now?

>Give me a cardinal direction and if you wanna stay in Prague, head to another city, or take over some country side home. I suggest you use google maps.

Thats it for me tonight. I hope you like Cold War-san.

>>3352641
West, staying in Prague

>>3352641

West, Prague

>>3352641
West Prague

>>3352641
Western Prague

>>3352021
Untrue.
If you have one of the true magics you can handle ressurection fairly easily.
Aoko and Zelretch can both time travel.
If I recall correctly Bazzett mentions the first true magic can do resurrection too.
Heavens Feel could probably also resurrect the dead.
Fourth magic is a total unknown so idk about that.
You don't even need true magic.
Angra Mainyu created a time loop that would bring him and Bazzett back with all their memories.
Prelati auto rezzes in a new body even though they did actually die and even got recorded in the Throne of Heroes.

>>3352001
And this is also incorrect.
You can harm a servant as long as you're attacking it with an attack that has enough mystery.
A nuke or missile would fail to touch them.
A gem explosion (ala Rin killing Heracles once) or a traced noble phantasm would harm one.
Unless they've been dipped in grail mud, then they lose their natural defence to mundane things.

>>3353055
We don't have any of those.

>>3353062
I think our weird nature as a walking personification of the Cold War should give us SOME mystery.

Although my statement was a bit vague, I was referring to Kingprotea as a backup "destroy the city" plan.

Good to have a visitor at least.

>>3353078
No I meant that claiming "only one guy" can manage ressurections is silly.
I imagine Types could effortlessly do it as well.

Okay, so your attacks could hurt Servants as your Missiles were built through your mystery as a Phantasmal being. Your main issue is you can't hit hard enough to injure a Servant, only bat them away.

>>3353213
But we can at least detonate these, right? And burninate the unlucky master who doesn't know what nuclear fire does.

Of course, being tactical warheads it's out of the question if it could annihilate an entire city (maybe), and Kingprotea can cover that for us. But destroying a house is still within the realm of possibility (hopefully).

Gotta sleep. Goodnight.

And so you traveled towards the west part of Prague, the sounds of combat slowly becoming more and more distant as the battle no longer followed you. Though that didn’t stop you as you traveled for what seemed to be hours because of those damn Servants. Guess this war is going to be as cold as Vietnam if your not careful.

Eventually you made it to the wester block, the western edge of Prague 6. Quickly you made your way to a Hostel and rented another room, the man only shooting you an odd glance as he looked upon Ego.

Shutting the door in the private room, you slumped onto the floor as Ego has a smile on her face. You noticed the girl once again grew, this time she was the size of a nearly mature 16 year old.

Of course that wasn’t what you were going to ask, “Oi, Ego-kun, why you smiling.”

You noticed her giggle slightly, “Because Master is fun.”

Not the best response you could have gotten but you digress. So you sat on the bed and continued drinking bottle Vodka number 2. Though you noticed the Servant poking at the remaining bottle.

>Let her drink it, maybe you can have some conversation (What kind of questions you got?)

>You’re too young for Alcohol but we can talk (Questions?)

>Coust her and yourself into going to sleep.

>Other

I'll be running till about 5 today. I don't expect much, but I noticed some new faces so I'll see what happens.

>>3353273
>You’re too young for Alcohol but we can talk
What do you consider fun?
How do you feel about throwing missiles into populated areas?
What's your favorite food?

>>3353316
Writing...

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You can feel your inner american yelling at you as you take the bottle away from her, “You’re too young to drink Ego-kun. You finished your chocolate already?”

The girl gave a slight nod, “Yes, I finished it.”

You decide to move to the bed, showing the Servant to sit in the one parallel to your won. She sat there looking a little absentmindedly so you decide to start, “What's your favorite food Ego-kun? Cold-san doesn’t wanna keep getting you junk food unless you like it.”

The Servant seemed to blush a little, “I, uh, liked chocolate.”

You raise a brow, “Have you eaten anything else other than chocolate?”

The Servant shook her head in response.

You put it in the back of your mind to help get this girl some different foods to try, “Alright, what does Ego-kun like to do?”

The Servant started to redden like a tomato as she pouted, “I… like being with Master.”

You yourself blushed a little, guess summoning a Servant without a catalyst does summon the most compatible one. Though that didn’t really help you so, “Is there anything else? Is there anything here in Modern day that Ego-kun would want to do?”

The Servant absent drilled one of her fingers into her thigh, “I would like it if… Master touched me… I’m very fluffy.”

Eh…

>Head pat

>A hug

>Other actions…

>No, we are all business

>>3353505
>Head pat

>>3353520
Writing...

“Okay…?”

You slowly move your hand over the girl’s head, slowly patting it like you saw on an anime one time. Her entire demeanor seemed to change into that of a kitten. You patted her fro a little longer until you realized that she was… growing?!

You were now looking onto a form that was 7ft tall. The small piece of clothing she was wearing was now gone, replaced by mummy like bandages that covered most of her womanhood and stomach.

Though before you could do anything the light of daylight shined into the room. To your even more sudden suprise the girl shrank back down into her loli form, dress and all.

She then looked at you in worry, “Did I do something wrong?”

You shook your head, “N-no Ego-kun. Cold-san just wasn’t expecting you to shrink and grow.”

She nods, “I have a limit. I will grow until sunrise and then I reset.”

You give a nod, though, “How big can you get Ego-kun?”


The girl simply said, “Big.”

Well, what you wanna do?

>Stay here and sleep

>Head out and explore (What?)

>Other

>>3353641
>Stay here and sleep

>>3353662
Writing...

>>3353662
Give me a roll for how well you sleep.

Rolled 50 (1d100)

>>3353730

>>3353787
You stretch your limbs as you feel the effects of the alcohol, “Okay Ego-san. Its been a long night, lets go to sleep. You take the bed your on, I’ll take mine.”

The girl gave a nod, “Okay.”

With that you took out your moderately comfortable blankets and wrapped yourself in their embrace. After a few more moments you could feel sleep come over you.

Since I'm only running this with one guy, I'll just run this here Sunday. It'll be live at 7est so be there when you can!

>>3353787
Sorry one guy. Funner when we might have chaos.

Okay, Writing for the later day...

As you sleep you dream of nothing. Drifting the emptiness of space you have nothing around for you to sate your boredom. Of course that wasn’t fully true, there were beings that you met and chatted with on occasion. The only things was it felt like there was nothing there for you, that unlike them you didn’t have a planet or people you were tied to.

Born from the root you were likely the longest living being and it felt cold. But as you studied the lives of those smaller people, you saw them enjoy each other and raise families. It seemed to spark a small fire in your chest.

It was a feeling, a desire you had. You decided to act on it. And then you woke up.

You were back in your body, the bizzare dream seemed so alien yet so relatable to you. The daze was horrible though, slowly the numbness of your body became apparent. To simply put, you were being crushed.

Your eyes opened wide as you looked directly into a bosom leaked through a bunch of bandages. Your entire face was submerged as you came to the realization that this was your Servant and that not only did she sneak into bed with you, but that she once again grew larger.

>Try and order her off

>Mess with her a little (We are tickling her)

>Other

>>3358824
>Mess with her a little (We are tickling her)

>>3358824
>Mess with her a little

>>3358897
>>3358940

>Roll!

Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>3358941

Rolled 55 (1d100)

>>3358941

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You think to yourself for a moment. If this Servant was going to act like a child than you are going to play her like a child.

You take a moment to feel out your body before reaching under her bandages to an exposed part of her stomach. She shifts a little at your touch, but not nearly enough to release you from her monsterous body.

A devious smile grows on your face as you starting moving your hand about. Within another moment her body starts to shift and you are able to double on your attack. A slight muffle chuckle starts as the Servant starts to rise off of you. Her cheeks were red and a small smile grew on her head. So you decided to get your revenge.

With her off, you start to play with her stomach like a parent playing with their child. Her laughter sounded as you watched her lerch back from the bed and onto the floor with a massive grin. Soon she began to cry, “M-Master please stop! I can’t take it!”

You simply shot back, “Promise not to sneak into Cold-san’s bed than! If you do that I’ll let you go!”

You watched as the building seemed to shutter, she was getting even larger! You were about to stop before she finally sounded, “I give Master! Please release me!”

Satisfied you released the girl, a massive grin on her face. No longer was her eyes dead now she had a childish grin, “That was fun Master!” Of course now she was a good 13ft. Tall! She now almost tripled your height.

You grew a shaky smile, “Yeah, it was. Don’t sleep on Cold-san Ego-kun.”

The Servant pouted a little, “Alright…”

You turned to look at the clock, the time being about 2 o’clock in the afternoon. So now that you are done sleeping, it seems you need to move forward.

>Stay here and talk to Ego

>Maybe find some other place to stay at.

>Go shopping for alcohol, your out it seems.

>Other

>>3358996
>Go shopping for alcohol, your out it seems. Get some snacks for Ego too.

>>3359038
backing

>>3359038
>>3359039

Writing...

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You look around the building with a moment before looking into your bag. Looking into it you noticed there was no more drink in there, just a couple of empty bottles. You sigh before slugging the duffle bag over your shoulder.

You think to yourself for a moment before turning to Ego, “Is Ego-kun able to go into spirit form for now? She’s too big for the outside.”

The girl grew a slight frown, “Alright Master…” Within a moment the girl phased into nothing sans a few blue sparkles. You could however still feel the Servant with you as she loomed over you like a shadow. You only sigh as you make your way out the doors with your duffle bag.

You went through the thin crowds of Prague. Being midday meant you missed any morning or launch rushes, leaving you to walk through the streets with very few people. You noticed people tried their best to avoid you, likely they were feeling Ego as she walked behind you.

As you traveled you passed by your lodging from last night. There was a large hole in the wall where your room used to be, caution tape covering the scene. There was a small crowd of people, none you really counted as worry some. Though as you stood there you would feeling a mental ping from Ego.

{Master! Ruler is in the crowd!}

You noticed instantly as you scanned it again with Ego’s link guiding you. You caught side of a Purple haired individual looking at you with saucer eyes. You can safely assume she was Ruler.

>Run

>Stay where you are

>Other

>>3359089
>Run

>>3359089
>Other
>Withdraw cooly and not looking suspicious like a spotted thief

>>3359138
>Roll

Rolled 97 (1d100)

>>3359144

>>3359148
Fuck yeah I am Speedwagon

Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>3359144

>>3359148
>>3359166

Writing...

As the Ruler class Servant looked upon you, you realized that if you just slowly go away she wouldn’t notice a thing. Which is exactly what you did as you simply let the small crowd keep the girl back.

You skillfully appeared back in the store of the Seven/Ten. You opened a link to the Servant {Did we lose her Ego-kun?}

You can feel a slight hop of happiness, {Yes Master. She is not near us.}

With that you entered the store, the thought of Ego crouching in Spirit form gave you a little laugh, {Ego-kun, is there anything you’d want? I’ve gotta have my drink, so you want more chocolate?}

You can feel her heart enlighten, {Yes Master I please!}

You chuckle a little as you grabbed about 5 bars of chocolate along with another bottle of Vodka. Showing them to the frankly more healthy looking cashier you finally made your way outside. Now, what to do?

>Continue exploring Prague

>Find a place where Ego can materialize. She doesn’t seem to like spirit form very much. (Move to the country side)

>Other

>>3359244
>Find a place where Ego can materialize. She doesn’t seem to like spirit form very much. (Move to the country side)

>>3359254
This, we're gonna need something with larger elbow room.

>>3359254
>>3359265

>Roll for size

Rolled 27 (1d100)

>>3359267

Rolled 34 (1d100)

>>3359267

Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>3359267

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You think to yourself, this situation might not be the best one there is for you and your Servant. If her size right now is anything to go by, she might get larger and larger until she can’t be kept in the city anymore!

So that’s what drove you out of the city with some bottles of Vodka and a handful of chocolate bars. Honestly it was not the worse way to go out, you’ve been shot in the ass by some Vietnamese because you looked too close to an American. Pleasant times the Cold War.

So you went through the plains of the Czech near Prague. You didn’t have your Servant reappear until the two of you came across a barn in the middle of nowhere. It seemed to have fallen into disrepair, but not far that the roof was going to cave in.

You made your way into the building, the place covered in dust that made you cough a little as you walked in. Some old straw was in the corner, you didn’t really like the look of it though.

Of course this was a place where you can have Ego reappear, so you do.

“Yeah, I’m free!” Your Servant yelled into the air as she appeared.

Reaching into your dufflebag you drew out a couple of candy bars. You brought them up to the Giant’s hand while you unwrapped them, “Here Ego-kun, have some.”

The girl accepted them gracefully with a watery smile, “Thanks Master!” And she threw them both into her mouth looking satisfied.

>Talk to your Servant

>Clean up the place

>Try another Search

>Other

>>3359346
>Talk to your Servant
>Clean up the place
While cleaning, ask Kingprotea if there's a limit to her maximum size or how much control she has over it.

>>3359352
This

>>3359352
>>3359356

>Roll for cleaning.

>Still accepting possible questions

Rolled 76 (1d100)

>>3359359

Rolled 17 (1d100)

>>3359359
What's your wish for the Grail?

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You worked a few hours cleaning the straw and cloth from the building. You worked on taking stuff off of the equipment and moving the equipment to the center if you didn’t really see any use for it. Ego simply took said things and gave them a toss, the items going god knows where.

As you got into a good rhythm you started to talk to your Servant, “Ego-kun, what do you even want from the Grail?”

The Servant, who was now 30 ft. tall and crouching to fit in the building grew a delighted smile, “I wanna be a bride because brides are pretty!”

You moved what seemed to be a mower over to the main alleyway, “A bride, who’s the groom?”

Her hand went over the machine, nearly engulfing it, “Someone I love very much. I do love Master, so Master would be lovely!”

You blushed a little and tried to hide it, “N-now thats a little far Ego. You don’t really know me very much.”

The Giantess gave you a cutesy smile, “But Master is Master and Master is nice to Ego. So Ego loves Master.”

You scratched your head a little bit as the Servant grabbed onto the mower and dragged it out. She stood up tall, now about 35 feet tall as she readied the attack and tossed it towards the North at random.

You stepped out to meet her, the sun starting to set, “How big are you going to get Ego?”

The Servant looked down as if avoiding your gaze, though that only allowed you to glare at her. She flushed a little and looked in another direction, “I… don’t know Master. I only reset at sunrise and I can get bigger with each day.”

You let out a sigh as the sun went down. The giant was too fucking cute!

>Stay at the barn

>Go ahead and wonder on her shoulder

>Other

>>3359454
>Other
Look for info on the other Masters

>>3359493
>Roll for info

Damn I'm doing a lot of rolls

Rolled 65 (1d100)

>>3359509

>>3359511
Writing...

Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>3359542
Fug, had a lunch break. This could've been the roll that would change the heavens.

You took out a piece of paper from your duffle as Ego looked over your shoulder, “Master, what is that?”

You look over it yourself, “You see Ego I learned about the War from some Magus that hinted for me. They were also suppose to spy on the war, so naturally I took all their information.”

The girl get a pouty face, “People want to hurt Master. I will smash them.”

You laugh a little under your breath at the girl’s serious pout, “They are dead, Ego-kun. Cold-san had them killed by other magus. Its how you should fight your enemies, by proxy.”

She looks at you like you grew a second head but you decide to ignore it to explain the info, “Well Ego we are fighting between two groups. Ones the local magus family and the other is the Clock Tower. From Cold-san’s understanding, the Magus family is a little North of here.”

She nods at the stuff, “Do you know anything else Master?”

You shook your head, “Not really. The guys were supposed to go on this case after they eliminated me. All I know is Prague is right in the middle and the Grail’s location is unknown.”

She looks at a map over your shoulder, “So where are we Master?”


You point to the Southwestern corner, “We are here Ego-kun. Hopefully we will avoid most of the fighting.”

The girl just nods her head, “Hey Master, could you… touch me again?”

You raise an eyebrow, “You want another head pat?”

She nods.

>Waste time petting the giant loli

>Patrol the area

>Other

>>3359568
>Waste time petting the giant loli
>Do it while getting a brief boost like a temporary watchtower
Morale is important, wouuldn't want to tick her off yet.

>>3359587
Support

>>3359587
>>3359597
>Writing...

>>3359587
>>3359597

Okay, last roll of the night.

This will also be the last post today.

Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>3359604

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You go ahead and head outside with Ego in tow. You noticed she’s already hit 40ft. Tall of all things, so who knows how much taller she’s going to get by the end of the night.

You decide that since she’s that tall, use her as a watch tower, “Hey Ego, could you put Cold-san on your head?”

The girl grew a smile, “Really! Sure Master!”

Her hand that more or less engulfed your body lifted you up. Without much effort you were placed on the top of her head, the view pretty good for a person about 5 stories tall already. The night was clear and the moon was out, which actually gave you a little giddy feeling.

After a few moments however you decided to start patting the giants head, and somehow the being started to purr as she enjoyed the loving.

After a while you popped open a small bottle of Vodka and was drinking a good bit while you patted the Servant. The moon went to about halfway through the sky when you noticed lightning in the distance. Since the sky was pretty clear, it was likely a Servant’s ability.

>Go towards it and scare them off.

>Stay where you are

>Head further West and hide in the forest.

Thats it for tonight, I love these damn expression sheets.

Rolled 32 (1d100)

>>3359604

>>3359630
Fug, whoops.

>>3359629
>Go towards it and scare them off.
Let's see if we can play peacemaker.

Rolled 62 (1d100)

>>3359604

I will tell you guys we likely won't get anything tomorrow. I just have a lot of work I need to get done for a few classes. I'm sure I'll be back to this Tuesday though.

Rolled 60 (1d100)

>>3359604
Rollan

>>3359635
>classes
OP, get your shit together and focus on studies, rather than running quests for bunch of oldfags with stable employment like me

>>3359967
Honestly its not that bad. The main reason I can't run this today is because I have a class from 7-9pm. Homework will only take me an hour.

>>3360126
>Homework
MOOOOOOODS!

>>3359629

>Go towards it and scare them off.

Hope they ain't packing 3d Maneuver Gear.

>>3359629
>Head further West and hide in the forest.
Let the other masters kill eachother, while we go on a camping trip.

>>3359629

Switching to>>3360656

Camping!!!!!

>>3360663
>Roll for camping.

Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>3360962
Camping!!!!!

>>3360656
dice+1d100

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Rolled 47 (1d100)

>>3361073
fug

Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>3360962
Good morning

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>>3361114

You think to yourself for a moment, out of everything you wanted you did not want to fight. While some activities in battle are enjoyable you would prefer not to participate in the war.

You move yourself to the edge of Ego’s head while the girl humming to herself like a child, “Hey Ego-Kun, can you let me down. We will be moving again.”

The giant’s face morphed into a pout, “Aw… Why do we need to leave Master?”

You sigh at the girl’s attempt at puppy dogging you, “We don’t want to get dragged into any fights. I think there's a forest nearby we can take refuge in for the time being.”

The Servant still looked a little down, “Okay…”

So she placed you on the ground and you made sure to gather anything of value. You made sure you had your missiles, Vodka, and some more chocolate. Here you worked all day to clean this place up and you will just be abandoning it. Well that's war for ya.

You ran back to Ego, “Okay Ego, put me on your shoulder. We’ll be making out way to the west.”

Ego smiled with delight, “Alright Master!” As she reached down and place you on her shoulder. And now you and your giantess tried your best to sneak away from the battle.

>Roll for new home quality

Rolled 1 (1d100)

>>3361335

>>3361339
Oh boi...

Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>3361335
AAAAAAAAAAAA

>>3361357
Welp fug,, I tried

Rolled 65 (1d100)

>>3361335
I see you've all met with a terrible fate

>>3361339
>>3361357
>>3361508

Well... I see a fight coming this way!

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As the two of you approached the forest, you realized something very dire that could lead to a big problem, “The fucking forest is too thick!”

You said that when you were just outside the forest. If you were to try and get a now 6 story tall giantess into the forest with trees that barely reached her height.

You looked over to see Ego with a face that was about to cry, “Am I too Mastuh…” Her tear was as large as yourself.

You shook your head while playing with the giant’s hair, “No Ego-kun. It's the Forest’s fault for being too thick.”

That's when the girl’s eyes turned to determination, “If it's the forest’s fault that Mastuh is sad, I’ll KILL IT!”

You only had time to grab onto the Girl’s bandage as she threw her hands into the ground. She ignored your plees to stop as she brought out a boulder of bedrock half the size of herself. With determination she cried, “DIE FOREST!”

You watched as the boulder went through the Forest like a bowling ball. This simple amount of damage you could equate to a nuclear bomb as a line 5 miles long was drilled through the Forest.

You freaked as she attempted to get another, “Stop Ego! This much destruction will cause them to notice-”

It was too late as the sound of thunder came into your ears. You could see the trail of lightning approaching and the kicking up of dust coming from the fields. Simply put, the Servants noticed you.

>Run

>Prepare a Warhead and threaten the city (Cold War style)

>Prepare for their incoming attacks, hopefully they talk first.

>>3361582
>Prepare for their incoming attacks, hopefully they talk first.

>>3361582
>Prepare for their incoming attacks, hopefully they talk first.

>>3361657
>>3361686
Writing...

You watched as they approached warily, “Okay Ego, I need you to be on your best behaviour. Only attack them if they throw the first punch.”

The Giant nodded timidly like a child who realized their wrong, “Okay… Master…”

“Good Girl.”

You patted her neck a little, her size increasing to 7 fucking stories at this point. You can take an inference now that she grows when she is either when you pamper her or she thinks she’s doing something for you. More or less, she grows bigger when she interacts with you on some level.

You brandish a pair of Missiles warily as the lightning approached, which seemed to be the Rider Servant from the night before. This some though he seemed to have a new passenger, a very fair looking girl with green hair who seemed to be having the times of her life. The last person was the bernet that rode with him last night, the Green Haired must be her original Servant from your guesses.

Before the Chariot could get within Ego’s striking range it broke right into a circling maneuver. You could hear the booming voice of Rider as he happily rejoiced, “To think a Servant could grow so big! How are you fairing tonight my Giantess!”

You could hear the other two in awe in wonder at your Servant, the bernet muttering to the Root. Ego just put on a big smile, “Hello there Mr. Rider! I’m doing well tonight!”

The man gave a cheer, “Excellent, though it seems my Enemy wants to meet you as well.”

You watched as the dust stream split into two, one was a car cacked in black with red outlines. The other was a white horse with a knight already brandishing his sword, “So this is why you’ve fled, fellow Rider. I see God has blessed with one with size.”

The other Servant cheered, “Exactly! You can’t go conquering anything without finding the riches. And I must say this land is a boon!”

You can feel your Servant stand up tall, “I am not of land! I am Master’s!”

>Interrupt them to say you are neutral

>Antagonize them against eachother

>Other

>>3361730
I'mma go to sleep, I'll likely start this up at about 7est tomorrow.

>>3361760
Have a good night.

>>3361730
>Other
Persuade everyone to to calm down and not fight each other.

>>3361730
>Other
Persuade everyone to to calm down and not fight each other.
Also tell them to go away, because we have fun playing with rocks or something.

>>3361730
>Other
Persuade everyone to calm down and not fight each other.
Keep missile aimed at Prague just in case

>>3361998
>>3362258
>>3362404

I will try and figure out how you can get them to not fight eachother, but Roll for now.

Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>3363319

Rolled 14 (1d100)

>>3363319

>>3363323
>>3363341
Waiting for 3rd anon, it's too early to go Defcon 1

Rolled 78 (1d100)

>>3363319
I'll see what I can do.

>>3363323
>>3363341
>>3363359

Writing...

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You make your way out of the tangled mess that is your Servant’s bandages. Iskandar just grew a smile while the other just readied himself.

You try to talk at the top of your lungs without being a threat, “We do not want to fight you! We are simply trying to make a base outside of your fighting. If you could just leave me and my Servant to clearing out some trees that would be great!”

The Rider of the Flying CHariot looked at you like you were stupid, “Why you are in a War! Do you really expect us not to take interest when you are creating a foothold?”

You simply slap your own face, “For the record you have ruined one of my homes and forced me to flee another. I am Neutral in this current war! I will only fight once the Great Grail War has devolved into the Standard Grail War and no other time.”

The Rider Servant seemed surprised and looked over to the Knight who solemnly nodded. You could only notice the twinkle in his eyes as he turned to you with glee, “Then I ask you to join me! You’re giant of a Servant would make short work of the enemy!”

“NonoNO!” You noticed the rather frail man now standing outside the black care. If you had to guess, he must have been the Master of Rider of Blue, “Why don’t you join us! The Magus Association’s Team will simply crumble once they’ve thoroughly destroyed our clan. By joining us we can easily sponsor a person with as much skill as you.”

The two groups seemed to be waiting for your response. It was only after a moment however that you noticed in the corner of your eye a mass of black standing outside the car. In his hands was a weapon you could easily recognize, an American M42 Rocket Launcher. And it was pointed at the Chariot.

The missile launched at the Chariot, causing the Rider of Red to swerve through the sky in a panic. You watched from the bottom as the old man seemed to reprimand someone inside the car before barking at his Servant to follow the Chariot.

You watched as the Missile engulfed the Chariot, a pair dropping from the item as the now damaged Chariot came around to answer the attack. The Rider of Blue seemed to have noticed the falling individuals while the black mass seemed fixed on the Rider.

>Just Leave

>Assist (Who?)

>Just Throw Rocks at everyone. Maybe you will squash their Masters.

Basically the fights are
>Iskandar vs. Lancelot

>Rider of Blue vs. Assassin of Red

>Red is Magus Association

>Blue is the Yoskavi

Is there some confusion or is no one here? I'll admit I pushed the post out and there are quite a few errors.

Nah, we're just thinking on what to do.

I'm tempted to just stick it to the Magus Association but at the same time I don't want Cold War to end up like 9/11. I do have a plan of attack if we ever have to fight Kingprotea turns to spirit form for a short bit before rematerializing, already mid-stomp on the target

>>3363552
You guys ended up with the Yoskavi (Toskavi) last time under Illya. Here you guys can either take initiative or run to see another day.

>>3363560
Are write-ins allowed? I can accept if not.

>>3363619
YUP! ALWAYS!

>>3363415
>>3363621
Alright here's the plan. Sorry for the delay.
>Dematerialize Kingprotea
>"I don't want no trouble."
>Rematerialize Kingprotea, her hand already around the black mass
>grab tightly, then plunge into the earth as deep as she can put him
>bury the hole if she can

>activate intimidation aura, present a missile
>"This is a tactical nuclear ballistic missile. While it cannot cross half a world in half a day, it can still reach Washington DC all the way from Cuba. Its explosive potential is enough to disintegrate a town, destroy a few more with its shockwave, and poison an even larger radius with invisible fire that lasts for years."
>"You might not realize the significance of this device, especially as a magus, but please be on your best behavior. Unruly hostilities might cause the death of me, all of you, the city of Prague, the stability of Europe, and generations to come."

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If there are any anons who can come up with better, PLEASE DO. I don't want to be responsible with killing our new MC right after chargen.

>>3363709
So you are basically
>Get rid of immediate threat who could overpower you
>Threaten everyone into ignoring you

Interesting and modern tactic. We will see if anyone comes up with better but I like it.

>>3363727
Yep. Rider seems nice enough to hold back. I was gonna add in a line to the tune of "Let's do this again, I'm not convinced yet." but further negotiations can come later.

>>3363709
Well Roll for this to work like you want it.

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Rolled 23 (1d100)

>>3363750
Maybe you could adjust the secret TN/add hidden modifiers depending on creativeness of write-in? Because I know for sure my luck is shit.

>>3363753
Honestly its just beating Iskandar to Lancelot. After that you're pretty much set.

Rolled 32 (1d100)

>>3363750

>>3363758
There's also an bonus of demonstrating what Kingprotea can do.

Rolled 62 (1d100)

>>3363750

>>3363753
>>3363760
>>3363770

I see three, Writing!

Rolled 58 (1d100)

>>3363770
That sucks

>>3363776
Oh I didnt know it was first of three. Rip.

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You watch as the Servants and their Masters start to go at each other like they were ignoring you. There was really only one Servant in your range, the Black Mass you could only guess as Berserker.

So on your Servant’s shoulders you yelled her commands, “Alter Ego! Grab Berserker!”

Your Servant grew a large smile, “Gao!” and you watched in remarkable speed unfit for a being her size reach over and ensnare the Berserker.

You could hear the angered cry of Iskandar but you had to eliminate someone who could easily turn your missiles into monstrous weapons, “Alter Ego, bury him!”

“GAO!” The Servant grew another story tall as she stood up right. The Berserker was unable to breach her grip as the Giant used her free hand to rip into the ground. You could only watch in humor as King Protea wielded a rock larger than herself in one hand, and in the other she pitched the Berserker Servant into her hand made crater. Within another moment the Mad Dog was engulfed by a massive boulder.

You could only think if he somehow survived, you will need to rethink your options.

There was a smile on your face as you instructed Protea to place you on her head. You were about to make a proclamation when a sudden flash of red light came from the car. Suddenly the Mad Dog reappeared next to a white haired girl. It seemed she was his Master, and she used a Command Seal to save the Mad Dog. Though the Dog looked ruffed up, he didn’t seem to have any interest in fighting you.

That however didn’t stop everyone from looking at you. The Servants were wide eyed as the Masters starred at your Servant’s raw power. What was weird though, was the look of absolute joy the Berserker’s Master was giving you.

You didn’t let it trouble you as you brandished a full sized Ballistic Missile. The size was something your Servant should be wielding, but here you brandished your trump card.

After a deep breath, you gave your speech, “I want no trouble in this War. Only the desire to not play a part in your power games before the start of the real war.” You took another breath, “What I have in my hand is a Tactical Nuclear Ballistic Missile, a weapon that will cause the world powers to enter Mutually Assured Destruction. For Magus who never pay attention to Plebian affairs or Servants who didn’t pay attention to the Grail, a Nuclear attack of any kind will cause the World Powers to eliminate each other and turn this world into dust.”

You took another breath as you readied the ultimatum, “If your unruly hostilities cause the death of me, I will have my Servant King Protea release this attack upon the world in my stead. And she will follow my instructions to the letter.”

Alter Ego gave a “Gao” upon being trusted with such a task.

You decided to finish, “Leave now, and I will not release this attack upon Prague. You have five minutes.”

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You could hear an annoyed tick coming from the Chariot, “To use the lives of the world to get your way. You have guts, but I will mark it as a reason I dislike this era.” With that he flew away, likely to retrieve those he dropped off to fight.

The Knight came back from the other side, it seemed his Master didn’t want to ride with the white haired girl as he hopped onto his Servant’s horse. Before they left however the Servant turned to you, “You have threatened the lives of God’s creations today. I cannot stand by at that, but we will heed your warning today.” With that he rode off.

The last one was the White Haired Girl. She had grown a massive grin on her face as she looked upon your Servant and the Weapon of Mass Destruction. You both seemed to stare at each other until the lightning and dust trails were out of sight.

She walked forward towards your massive Servant, seemingly not a care in the world for her safety. She was young looking, but your experince told you she was both older and more cinical under that genuine smile, “I wanna ask you a question Miss…”

You decided to entertain the Child, “War. My name is Cold War.”

Her smile seemed to double as if she was looking at an idol, “C-could I join you! I wanna be on your team!”

You blinked once, than again, “What? Are you not bound by your current teammates?”

The girl shook her head, “I don’t like them and Berserker wants their Saber for himself. I don’t want the Grail either, just to kill my papa because he killed mother. I know he will make it to the end, which is when I will kill him.”

>Question Further

>Sure?

>FUCK NO!

I know I did this before, but this times its much different. The Illya is joining you and sees you as the pinnacle of strength, unlike last time where she used you as pretty much a doll. It’s your choice, but the dynamics have changed. Funny enough the image is the only thing I could find of her straigh up smiling

>>3363872
I find it pretty silly I keep coming up with reasons to stick the girl on ya. Last time was by chance and this was my guess at her character. Judge me anons.

>>3363881
Just saying, you guys can just kick her to kingdom come.

>>3363881
>>3363902
Nah, not today.

>>3363872
>Question Further
1. How do we know you're not gonna be a liability nor are you going to betray us? We didn't get this far by letting our guard down easily.

2. Can you take care of yourself here in the wild?

3. Do you think you can get your Servant to behave?

>>3363919
Writing...

You think to yourself for a moment, this is weird. There is however a chance to get an ally, and if they don’t want the Grail that makes everything much easier.

Of course you needed to go through a questionnaire, “Will you be able to care for yourself out here in the wild? Will you be able to keep Berserker in check?”

She thought to herself for a moment and became a little red to the face, “I, uh, don’t have much knowledge. I do know Berserker does!” She cheered, “And don’t worry about him. I’ve managed to train him so he won’t even go after Saber. If not I will use a Command Seal so he obeys you as well.”

Well those were moderate things, the girl seemed to be relying on the Servant alot for it. So onto the real questions, “How do I know you won’t just stab me? I’ve learned through my lifetime that magi are not to be easily trusted.”

The girl looked a little sad for a moment before nodding, “I will make a Geas with you Miss War. I know Magi are not to be trusted easily, but if you help me kill my Papa I will give you my body.”

You could feel Ego get a little irritated at her comment, but you know what the girl really meant. Simply put, she was willing to let you experiment on what was likely a perfect human. It was a once in a lifetime opportunity to any magus, though you could only see her as a little girl hell bent on killing her father of all people.

>Accept

>More Questions

>Deny

>Other?

Well this is about it for me tonight. So many hard decisions, I realized. But honestly whats a good quest without making you think. Yeah, maybe that the decisions are too big. Yeah...

I'll be posting around 1 o'clock for a few. After thatI honestly wont be running it through the night like the last Wednesday.

I wonder where the other anons are and I don't want to hog this thread all by myself. I think the QM should take a break.

>>3363968
>More Questions
Coming to us solely to kill her father, he must be a big deal. What does she know about him? She's already earned our trust, so this is just curiosity now.
>Other: Reassure Kingprotea's feelings, plus she just got a stepsister (a little loopy)

>>3363968
>More Questions
What can you tell us about the teams?

>>3364005
>>3364035

And so I write...

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You start to feel a little more comfortable with the girl. It seemed she was more than willing to throw her entire life just to kill this one man. Of course she joined you for your might, which is something that worried you the most.

You decide to continue your questioning, “What can you tell me about your Father? You must really hate him to sell yourself.”

The girl’s face grew cold and serious as you began to talk about him, “He is the Magus Killer, a person who’s sole existence is to kill Magi. My mother loved him, but he decided that winning the Grail was worth more than my mother’s life. I know his abilities, his strengths, and his foolish ideal that betrayed Mother. You will not need to worry about him because I will kill him.”

Okay, damn she’s serious. Well you might as well finish this, “Fine then. Little girl, you will become my vassal in exchange for a chance at your Father’s life.”

The girls eyes lit up in joy as you could hear a grumble from Protea, “gao…”

You tried to give your Servant a big smile, “Don’t worry Ego. I’m basically adopting her, so think of her like a Step Sister you could love.”

You noticed the Giantess’ face morph in rapid succession. The information running through her mind in what you could only assume is a rapid rate. Slowly it morphed into a shallow grown, “Does that mean Master sees Ego as a daughter…”

That was a surprising reaction. You thought for a moment more before coming up with another answer, “Would you prefer daughter?”

The Servant’s eyes became joyful as she reached down to the unsuspecting girl. The Berserker decided to stay back as Ego brought Illya up to her face. The two looked at each other for a moment before the Servant grew a massive smile, “SO CUTE!” With that she rubbed the smaller girl against her cheek, Illya crying out in both fear and surprise. Berserker seemed to have a brain as he wisely stayed away from the giantess. Pic but imagine a giant and a loli

You were watching over the Servant’s head at all this. Seemed everything worked out, just need to get a little more info out of Illya before the nights over.

>Go find a place to stay in the Forest

>Build a house out of full trees.

>Set up a camping sight.

>Other Activities

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>>3364640
>Set up a camping sight.
camping innawoods with daughteruu and new friends.
... Just like in Vietnam.

>>3364640

this>>3364901
CAMPING!!!!!

>>3364901
Might as well have some happy fun times while we can

>>3364901
Support

>>3364901
>>3365087
>>3365123
>>3365250

>Roll

This will be the only post because I need to wake up early tomorrow. But I feel we should make a base for you all.

Rolled 15 (1d100)

>>3366177

Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>3366177

Rolled 15 (1d100)

Writing real Quick

After a few minutes of Ego loving the girl to death you had everyone ready a place to sleep. The girl didn’t seem super please, but she seemed to bear with it.

You yourself didn’t really find much in the way of materials. So it was basically decided that everyone would sleep in the car that Illya brought.

You changed into some clothes to sleep in as the girl seemed to be searching the trunk. You realized something very important you’ve yet to ask her, “What’s your name anyways? Never did catch that.”

She popped from the hood in what seemed like a sleigh blanket. She blushed a little after a few moment, “I’m, uh, I am Illya von Einzbern. Uh, nice to meet you?” She said cautiously.

You nod as you bring out your second to last bottle of Vodka, “Cold War, nice to meet you Illya.”

So Illya placed herself in the passenger’s seat of the car while covered in a blanket. You however were stuck with only a couple of towels you stole from a Hotel a few weeks ago. As you were about to lay back you could hear a small grumble coming from Ego.

You moved your head outside the window and looked up. The girl seemed to be sad as she looked at the car. You sighed, “You want to sleep with me again, don’t you.”

The girl nodded her head.

>Sleep ontop of Alter Ego

>Sleep in the car

>>3366353
>Sleep on top of Alter Ego
Arguably safer this way, as we're not all in one place together. Ego just needs to cover us with her hands for a semblance of cover.

>>3366353
>Sleep ontop of Alter Ego

>>3366353
>Sleep ontop of Alter Ego

>>3366353
>Sleep ontop of Alter Ego

>>3366461
>Roll for a good night's sleep.
Starting up in about half an hour.

Rolled 34 (1d100)

>>3367746
'Night everyone, it's about midnight here and I need to get up early.

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>>3367746

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>>3367835
Fug

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Writing...