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    this is not an entry. it's a shitpost.

    Xiaoshi stared blankly. “I beg your pardon?”


    pencil art + shaky hands = not the best quality. I made another one but i wanted to draw this homie in a costume fit for summer.

    previous one

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    On a related note, I will (hopefully in addition to my collab entry) be making shitposts here and there. they are not entries.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Spelror View Post
    On a related note, I will (hopefully in addition to my collab entry) be making shitposts here and there. they are not entries.
    Yes…. YES!

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    can i get some feedback from the participants? All going smoothly behind the scenes? teams are still working on it? More time needed?
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    My part's mostly done. Unfortunately last I heard my partner's kinda sick so they haven't been able to write much.

    Also yeah, my introverted ass only came up with one entry this time. Might post my unrealized collab idea(s) in the main thread eventually though, unrelated to this contest.
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    I'm having a lot of trouble getting the time and spoons to sit down and get writing, so Castellan and I are still in the planning phase...

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    the usual apparently
    ideas are flowing
    execution is ebbing
    i can sing songs about that.
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    I also have not had a lot of spoons (just a lot of time) but I'm gonna sit down and knuckle out a concept tomorrow while I finally continue on Ninth Wave.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Spelror View Post
    this is not an entry. it's a shitpost.





    pencil art + shaky hands = not the best quality. I made another one but i wanted to draw this homie in a costume fit for summer.

    previous one
    assuming it's the xiaoshi from my sheet...
    dude. wrong shade of blue for his line. XP


    Quote Originally Posted by DelRey View Post
    can i get some feedback from the participants? All going smoothly behind the scenes? teams are still working on it? More time needed?
    Dreamerless already said it, but yeah, we're working on something too. This one is my last entry, since the other parter I could've had kinda...disappeared mostly because they log in but they haven't gotten back to me??? idk what's going on. But anyways, progress wise, we pretty quickly settled on a concept and plan and division of writing, and I've made plenty of progress on my end but Dreamerless, I'm assuming, is being held up with IRL stuff since he's been inconsistent with logging in the past week.
    But considering the entry is gonna be way shorter than mine with Farewell, it shouldn't be too bad...
    I say, while there's a chance of jinxing it.

    Quote Originally Posted by BnEl15 View Post
    My part's mostly done. Unfortunately last I heard my partner's kinda sick so they haven't been able to write much.

    Also yeah, my introverted ass only came up with one entry this time. Might post my unrealized collab idea(s) in the main thread eventually though, unrelated to this contest.
    Ouch. Hope they get better! Cuz gosh dang it it's been "you'll have various injuries" month for me so mood.

    Speaking of unrealized ideas, I will (hopefully) make one of them at some point, if not this month if I can help it, because it's a summer alt and I wanna make this summer alt gosh dang it, but my luck (and focus) has been all over the place so I'm not too hopeful on doing it soon...
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    Quote Originally Posted by DelRey View Post
    can i get some feedback from the participants? All going smoothly behind the scenes? teams are still working on it? More time needed?
    Me and WF talked once but she hasn't shown up for a while, though I didn't take the time to reach out again either. Very little free time these days, no idea if we'll actually put something out.

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    I see summer has caught up to everyone.

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    Ah this is unfortunate, I come back and it seems I might've missed my chance at joining this contest.

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    there is still enough time. I consider increasing the submission time. This contest is still an experiment, after all.
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    Hey, if you can find a partner and finish a sheet in two weeks or so, I'm sure you still can. I for one am open if you have any ideas to share.

    Btw, it's been almost 2 months and still barely any entries here. Would an extension be necessary, anyone? I'd be fine either way.

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    Quote Originally Posted by BnEl15 View Post
    Hey, if you can find a partner and finish a sheet in two weeks or so, I'm sure you still can. I for one am open if you have any ideas to share.

    Btw, it's been almost 2 months and still barely any entries here. Would an extension be necessary, anyone? I'd be fine either way.
    Are you saying you're free to collaborate?

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    Sure, shoot me a pm if you'd like. I don't think I have any ideas of my own to offer at the moment, but I'd be happy to hear you out if you have anything.

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    Alright, got out of my Pathfinder session a bit early, I'll finish the formatting on my first collab and then I can finish up my second collab hopefully before I have to GM my own game that night.

    We post the submissions here correct? I assume as much but "assuming makes an ass out of u and me" and all that
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    Yes-I believe this is where the summer entries are to be posted.

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    Summer Collab 2023 ~ Saron and Vididii

    Mulan, the ever mighty and fiercely independent warrior, was thinking. That wasn't too unusual, she was always thinking.

    But now she was thinking about Serendell, and the rules with it. She wanted in, not too sure how though.

    One of her very few (Read: basically only) friend had told her how, but the how was precisely what was giving her trouble.

    ~


    "Hi Black, is Faerie around?"

    "Yeah one sec. Yo Squirt! Your horse friend is here
    !"

    "Hey Hua! Sorry for not meeting you there, I was just packing my stuf because me and my bro are trying to go to Serendell, so we have to get our origin kinda messed with."

    "How exactly?"

    "I dunno, sounds like some mumbo jumbo about like, messing with an aspect of our legends, don't worry about it. Boudica is taking over cooking from Cat today, which means the food definitely won't have any hair in it!"

    ~

    She was still debating the how though, which is what made it difficult. Lost in thought, she still detected the heavy footsteps from behind her like a smart soldier.

    The Queen of Sheba, wearing an office lady sort of getup, had strolled up behind her. "Why are you all alone here Mulan-chan? The dark hurts your eyesight ya'know."

    Mulan in response, shrugged. "'It's fine, just thinking about Serendell."

    "Hah, trying to find a way in?" The fox girl asked, leaning a bit too close to Mulan's face as she rubbed her own chin and squinted in thought.

    "Hmmm, I think I got an idea Mulan-chan..."
    ~


    "And so ensued a summer venture involving shady buisiness tactics, a unicorn, and a guy who's police partner, is himself..."The summer sun, in some places it would be unbearably hot.

    But Serendell always had a pleasant ocean wind to cool it down, the two forces of nature working in turn to maintain a temperature that was comfortable, nice and relaxed.

    Even if one was particularly sensitive to the heat, plenty of ways could be found to cool down, such as using the cool ocean to relax in, or enjoying a variety of summer treats that are chilled, creamed, or iced!

    “I don’t want ice cream.” The pale man simply known as the Black Knight replied, as he took in another mouthful of plain ice, crushing it between his teeth and chewing it with the same ease one would eat a bowl of cereal.

    His younger(?) brother known as the Faerie Knight balked, nearly dropping the triple scoop waffle cone with the classic Neapolitan trio, adorned with sprinkles of every color of the rainbow, and a comically perfect cherry atop it. “Really! This thing practically has its own area code and you want me to eat it alone!”

    “You’ve inherited the Pendragon stomach, you’ll be fine.”

    “THAT’S NOT THE POINT I’M TRYING TO MAKE!” Faerie pouted as he rebalanced his triple stack cone. “Look I know that technically we’re only here to play volleyball, but we’re REALLY here to hang out, remember! Do brotherly things that we didn’t do when we were alive?” He ended his tirade with an aggressive lick.

    Black crunched on more of his ice, mulling over it. “Well, let’s think about brotherly things. We went swimming earlier,”

    “You fought a shark and I stayed on the beach, and it called us like twenty different curses if Animal Communication is working right.”

    “Okay, well we did volleyball with Bonny and Read,”

    “We spiked the ball too hard, and left a Mary shaped dent in the sand.”

    “We went jogging for a bit afterwards,”

    “That was us running from Anne.”

    “And now we’re eating these treats.”

    Faerie took a massive bite from the top of the cone, swallowing the frozen treat and enjoying how he was immune to brain freeze (magical bodies are pretty great at ignoring the minor annoyances of life) as he started thinking more.

    “Hmmmm, you wanna go shopping next?”

    “For what.” Black tipped his cup up and let his mouth get filled with ice.

    “Stuff?” Faerie suggested.

    Black hummed as he swallowed. “We do like stuff."

    ~

    The streets of Serendel could be just as tranquil as the soft ocean waves, with human families passing Heroic Spirits on the street, going from relaxed cafes to stores selling anything one could need or want.

    Of course, that doesn’t stop some from breaking that peace and quiet in the pursuit of “all of the money in the world Hua-chan!”

    On a street corner, one Hua Mulan, the diligent logical “demon soldier” was prancing around with big fliers in both her hands being pulled from the two massive bags on each arm. Each could easily fit a child inside of them, and the immense amount of fliers within were being tossed into the hands of local passerby before they could say no, before the warrior woman bounced onto the next.

    Most surprisingly was the bunny costume with long flowing sleeves, and fake bunny ears behind her very real horse ears, which completely went against her habits of crossdressing.

    In a very artificial sounding high pitch, Mulan kept repeating the same mantra.

    "Come to the Cardinal Market! Four directions to savings!" She shouted, leaping towards the top of a streetlight and grabbing the top with her legs to slide down while spinning around it to throw even more fliers at high speed. This was far more efficient than walking and handing to people in person! They flew like the arrows of a hundred cavalry, into the pockets and hands of innocent bystanders, and into one unfortunate idol’s cake.

    She slid to a stop towards the bottom, eye to eye with Black, his already pale skin slathered in a thick layer of sunscreen.

    Ignoring a distant high pitched cry of agony, Mulan hopped down effortlessly, the strangely ecstatic mask dropping in favor of the demon soldier in front of her friend's brother.

    "What's up Black?"

    Black's eye twitched. "You're really going to just not act like you weren't using a lightpost like a stripper pole?"

    "It was the most efficient delivery method of the advertisements to my market." She said matter-of-factly, holding a flier to his face.

    A combination of a pitch paper with highlighter yellow lettering in a garish font made the paper hard to ignore.

    ~☆ !!!!CARDINAL MARKET!!!! ☆~


    ~☆ !!!!FOUR MARKETS IN ONE!!!! ☆~


    ~☆ !!!!FOUR DIRECTIONS TO SAVINGS!!!! ☆~


    ~☆FOLLOW THE SCREAMS☆~


    Black sighed as he finished reading, rotating it around. "'Follow the screams'? Mulan, that sounds like you're inviting people to be murdered in a dark alley."

    "Screams of joy are still screams, are they not? My focus groups said it sounded good."

    "Focus group?"

    "Of course, I consulted the smartest people hailing from my homeland. Sima Yi and Zhuge Liang agreed that it was a sound strategy to attract customers."

    "Sima and Zhuge, aren't they just the two Pseudo-Servants hailing from the El-Melloi clan?" Black sighed. "And no doubt that Reines is just jerking Mulan's chain."

    Before Black could speak up, the frantic slapping of flip-flops against pavement brought an interruption in his brother.

    "Hua! You got to Serendell too?!" He squealed as his eyes sparkled as he looked at his friend. "This is the coolest, we gotta go to the beach, and the arcade, oh we should go to the fireworks show tonight, then we can go constellation hunting when it ends then we can-" Black tapped his shoulder, an internal code for "cool your jets and remember to breathe."

    Fairy took in a deep gasp of air, before turning to look at the bags. "Oooo, fliers? Lemme see!" He snatched one, reading it at a lighting pace. "You got a market Hua? That's so cool!" He dragged Black by his hoodie downwards in a fierce one arm hug to shove the flier in his face. "We should go! We gotta go shopping for stuff and Hua is going to have the coolest stuff ever!" Faerie was practically floating. "We just gotta follow the screams, right Hua?"

    "That sounds so bad said out loud." Black commented as he peeled the flier off his face, leaving a mark with his sunscreen.

    Faire cocked his head. "It's just saying to follow the screams of joy, what's so weird?"

    "You too-Ugh whatever!" Black turned to Mulan. "Where's your market then, he'll start biting my ankles if we don't go now."

    Mulan grabbed the flier and a pen she was hiding, somewhere? She quickly wrote down a few lines in extravagant calligraphy. "Just follow these, you'll be there with minimum time waste."

    "I shall be continuing to spread my fliers," She adjusted the bags, before her ears stiffened and she suddenly had her head on a swivel. "I detect hostile intent, we must vacate or hide immediately."

    A speartip slammed into the ground from down the street. "Too late for that jerk-meanie-face!" Said Chaldea's brightest idol, Elizabeth Bathory in a frilly one piece swimsuit and wearing a hat so wide it completely shielded her porcelain skin from sunlight.

    The Countess aimed her spear at Mulan. "That stupid flier of yours ruined the PERFECT piece of cake Emiya made for me! Now you're going to pay for it!" She puffed her cheeks out in a firm pout.

    Mulan only now turned around to look at Elizabeth, her expression plain. "You can't attack me, Lady Bathory!"

    "Fufu, you seem confident Ms. Horsebunny! My cup of mercy is empty, JUST LIKE MY PLATE!"

    Mulan stood, dropping her bags with a firm thud as they slammed to the ground. With a practiced and disciplined grace, she slowly raised her arms outstretched at her sides, before clapping them over head, raising one leg at the same time to put her foot on her knee.

    With a single twirl, her appearance changed drastically. Standing in Mulan's place, wearing the same outfit, was a man who while looking extremely similar, his completely flat chest showed that it couldn't be Mulan, unless-!

    "Holy St. George-On-A-Giraffe!" Faerie’s jaw was agape. "Hua just turned into a super hot guy!"

    Black slammed his palm onto his face so hard he worried he'd just broken his nose. "And her clothes are still just as damn revealing!"

    Elizabeth seemed to be getting flashbacks to a similar event in her past, involving a certain gold king. "UWAAAHH! YOU'RE MR. HORSEBUNNY NOW!" She fearfully aimed her spear at the masculine Mulan. "My cup mercy has been *gulp*, suddenly filled! J-Just keep your clothes on!" She screeched as she turned tail and immediately ran away as fast as her legs could take her all while yelling how she was an innocent idol.

    Mulan twirled back around, returned to being female again, as she cocked her head at Black's hand firmly planted on his face. "You seem perplexed Black, did you need an explanation?"

    Black's fingers parted to reveal his golden eye, half-lidded with mental exhaustion. "No, no I don't. Just sounds like you got a fanservice-based superpower."

    "That is close enough to my explanation to be accurate." She nodded firmly and angled her hand on her chin, before turning to look as the sun hung low in the sky, the sky already starting to take on the dull orange of evening. "Hm, the market must soon close, shall I escort you to see its wares beforehand?"

    Faerie nodded eagerly, Black not so much.

    ~

    Operating as a Marble Phantasm, one's inner world projected onto the real world, the Yellow River Market was located in an undeveloped lot on the other side of town to where the brothers hotel was.

    From the sound of hammers in the North Market, the sound of barks and playful growls of the East Market, the snipping of scissors in the South Market and the occasional roar of an engine from the West Market, even in the fading hours of the day, it still felt just as busy as the mid-day rush.

    While Black casually looked at new clothes or at car parts to try and invigorate his passion for modern cars, Faerie hadn't budged from the East Market.

    He fed a goat from his hand, petting its soft fur, then he'd whistle with a parrot, and play and scratch the ear of a small black puppy that looked at him with beady black eyes and whined for more affection.

    As he looked at the menagerie of animals, he couldn't believe his eyes what he saw in a pen, it's coat pearly white, it's stride measured and precise, an elegant being that Black had to see!

    "Little bro! Come over here!" He called, giggling as he heard Black's grumbling from the other side of the market. The knight halfway jogged over with a scowl.

    "Hate it when you call me that, what's-" His words died in his throat as he saw it, and Faerie’s heart swelled as Black walked over to the penned unicorn foal with trancelike determination.

    While the two shared their Skills, even in a weakened state, Black had a better knack for using his Animal Communication, just by practice alone. And Faerie, going back to petting that cute black puppy, knew how much his brother missed the unicorn he befriended while he was a wild man after Dad died and his mom kicked him out.

    Faerie blamed those few years for turning Black into a bit of a nihilist, seeing the worst of humanity then being exposed to the good parts of nature made him greatly favor animals over people.

    Black was smiling though, clicking with his tongue and stamping his feet, even dropping his hood to show his ears wiggling to the unicorn, a practiced communication with something so immensely powerful, that it put them on equal footing.

    Faerie moved to walk away, but the puppy whined deeply, and Faerie found himself completely powerless to not pick it up and snuggle it to his chest as he walked closer to Black.

    "How's the talk going?" Faerie chirped.

    "Well Clickhoof here finds the hay quality absolutely detestable for his refined palate," Black imitated, voice dripping with fake sass. "But really he's just here because his parents wanted him to meet humans, he's going back to the Reverse Side next week."

    "He can just hop between the two sides, like that?" Faerie asked, getting a snort from Clickhoof. Guess he can understand it when humans talk, although speaking it may be a little out of his league.

    "Well no but," Black shrugged as he stopped leaning on the fence and Clickhoof moved to to people of detestable hay. "Eh, I don't get unicorn magic, even after multiple explanations." He looked at the black dog, panting with excitement. "Found something you like, I see."

    Faerie beamed. "Oh he really wants to come with us! Trust me he said so!" He lied because he completely forgot he can talk to animals now.

    Black cocked an eyebrow, looking at the dog, who made some noises that seemed to satisfy Black. "Eh, could have picked worse. I think the hotel is pet friendly, and Chaldea has a whole damn stable for the Riders so I think a dog won't be out of place."

    Wait, Black was just, letting him keep the dog? No strings, no caveats, no motherly lectures about responsibility like he wasn't the younger brother?

    "He stays in a kennel at night though, and you need to give him a bath once we're back at the hotel."

    Dang it…

    Unfamiliar footsteps, and old instincts die hard as they both snapped to see-

    Mulan, but she was a guy again.

    "I was gonna start sealing up the market, did you decide to purchase anything?"

    Faerie held up the puppy, the black dog giving an accompanying excited yip, and Black cut in. "And I'll run and get a bowl, kennel, some food too."

    Mulan nodded, before smiling faintly. "For good friends, I'll let you take it all free of charge."

    "You serious, you're giving away a puppy for free?"

    Mulan cocked her head. "Yes, that's what I just said."

    Black wanted to insist on paying, already reaching for his wallet when Faerie kicked his ankle, his code for "Do not look the gift puppy in the mouth."

    Black sighed as he pocketed it. "Alright, I'll grab the rest of the things, then we'll be on our way.

    ~

    Mulan stepped into her personal stall in the center of the market, and reached for her journal.

    Day 145

    "Sold a new battery to Ms. Bathory (Big). She was very specific in brand and model. Annoying."

    "Sold 272 jacks for use by Ibaraki Douji for the World's Largest Game of Knucklebones as she decreed, no ball sold. Slightly worried she may try and use actual knucklebones."

    "Sold handmade velvet blanket to Ms. Montespan and Mr. Kennedy. They flirted during exchange. Briefly imagined kissing a man who is missing the top half of his head."

    "Spent ten minutes meditating to purge the thought of
    kissing a man who is missing the top half of his head."

    "Unsuccessful."


    "Deployed Flier Release Technique on Macedonia Street successfully."

    "Met Faeire and Black, then scared away Ms. Bathory (Small) with Two Rabbit's March. Must later inquire why she feared I would go nude."

    "Brought Faerie and Black to Market, gave them Black Puppy (Unknown Breed), food and water dish (paired), soap for washing."

    "Gave instruction not to re-"

    Wait, she did give them instruction not to remove the collar, at any time, no matter the cause? She had too, otherwise they would-

    Oh no.

    Mulan hopped up, ripped open the flap of her tent, and ran straight into a wall. Or at least what felt like a wall, but was really a behemoth of a man, his hair white with a powerful beard and medium flowing hair, his arms crossed over a police officer jacket, one flesh and one steel. Standing next to him was a more plucky and younger man with brown hair and sideburns. His larger and far more intricate mechanical arm held at his side as the other was casually set in his pocket.

    The two summoned versions of Gottfried Von Berlichingen, the younger and wisecracking biker Gotz, and the stern and no nonsense aged mercanary, Gottfried. Along with a few others, the two had the foresight to know the chaos that can be caused by Heroic Spirits going rampant in a summer paradise, and had stepped up to act as the Servant Guardian Unit of the local police. And the two founding members were now in front of her, right after she just effectively gave a possible time bomb to her best friend.

    Gotz smiled.

    "Hey Mulan! Glad we finally got the time to talk to you! You see, we had a few reports earlier today and-" "You unlawfully advertised your private buisiness in a public sector while lacking the necessary permits to do so. These actions can cause you to lose the right to practice said buisiness in Serendell." Gottfried interrupted his younger self.

    "Hey, easy big guy. Presumed innocent is a thing ya know." He scolded, before turning back to Mulan, who was defintely not trying to sneak through the other flap entrance. "Look, I'm fine with just letting you off with a warning, it's getting late and none of us wanna stay here too late doing more paperwork than we need too." Gotz offered.

    "Oh, yes indeed I heed your warning." She was not panicking. "I am very warned, I will accept my failings and be proud I am now being warned and therefore more educated. I shall take my leave now to think very deep about how you warn-" "Trust me I wish it was that easy, we got to get it in writing you were warned. Couple bad apples were saying they weren't warned about "practicing the Olympics in traditional undress" insisted on making it a real headache. Let me go grab it from our bike and we'll be out of your hair, alright Mulan?" Gotz winked and smiled as he turned, and painfully slowly began moving to the bike in a casual stroll.

    Mulan held her resolve as tightly as she could, but the only person to see through a logic demon solider's mask, would of course be, a logic demon knight as Gottfried's eyes narrowed.

    "You are hiding something."

    "if you believe it to be true, I cannot convince you otherwise.'

    Gottfried's lip went up in a slight snarl. "So you confess but still maintain your game. Irritating me to my core, you have a great skill at it, Archer of Jade."

    Mulan side eyed the old warrior. "I apologize then, Saber of Steel Resolve, but my game will continue."

    Silence fell over the two like a blizzard, harsh and unrelenting. Had others been around, they would have likened it to be standing in between the middle of two armies, led by hated rivals.

    Gotz voice however, broke that silence but amplified the tension.

    "Yo old man! Where did you put the warning sheets?" Gotz yelled from the curb.

    "The side car's glove box, where else boy?" Gottfried yelled back, his eyes still glaring into Mulan's steely gaze.

    "It ain't there."

    A vein formed on Gottfried's forehead. "What do you mean it "ain't" there?"

    "I meant, and I quote, it ain't there."

    Gottfried broke eye contact with Mulan and stomped to the bike, pushing Gotz out of the way to dig through the glove box himself. And, staring at him hidden under two WHOLE folders, was the stack of warning sheets. "If it was a Roman it would have bit you boy." He growled as he slammed it into Gotz chest, ignoring his weird metaphor.

    Gotz scoffed and rolled his eyes while grabbing the papers. "Hey, given how some of them Romans look, I wouldn't mind a couple-" The sudden rapid clopping of hooves cut him off as he turned around, only able to see a white blur sail over his head and slam onto the street.

    The two looked into the street, and saw Mulan, riding a small unicorn.

    "I shall consent to the warning form after I prevent a spontaneous Monstrous Beast appearance definitely not caused by me or my market!"

    As she clopped away at full speed, Gottfried and Gotz shared only a brief glance before jumping into the bike, Gottfried somehow managing to squeeze into the sidecar.

    As Gotz started the bike he paused. "Wait, your Riding skill is higher, why aren't you driving?"

    Gotz clicked a pen as he pulled out a stack of forms, menacingly thick layers of paper. "Because I must prepare for justice to be served..."

    ~

    Faerie giggled as the puppy licked his face, using his free hand to start up the bath. While not super dirty, the puppy had a really funky stink about him. Black was in the other room, getting the kennel set up for the night.

    If the occasional swear and clang was anything to go off of, he would need help, but that was for after he got this little guy all washed!

    "Hm, what should I name you," Faerie asked him as he put the puppy in the bath. "There's gotta be a good name for a black dog. Maybe Barghest after that one big knight lady from Faerie Britain? Would be a cute thing to name you my little beast! Althrough I don't think she would appreciate it." He joked as he took the collar off, standing up to put it on the counter when some writing on the interior caught his eye as the puppy began to shift in the tub.

    "What's that say..."

    Congratulations on your new Faehound, courtesy of the Cabell family!

    Here are a few simple and easy steps to follow to keep them nice and tame!

    1. Make sure to feed them and keep them happy! A happy pet is a happy life!
    2. Make sure they don't eat anything that may upset their tummy. While they won't die if you feed them chocolate, it can hurt their sensitive bellies!
    3. NEVER TAKE THIS COLLAR OFF! IT IS THE ONLY THING KEEPING THEIR MONSTROUS FORM AT BAY.

    THIS WARNING IS ALWAYS PRINTED ON THE OUTSIDE TO ENSURE YOU DON'T ACCIDENTALLY TURN THEM INTO A WALKING CALAMITY

    IF THE WARNING IS ON THE INSIDE BY MISTAKE AND YOU ARE READING THIS AFTER REMOVING IT...

    Good luck!

    Faerie slowly turned around, now touching noses with a partially formed and slathering beast, a Black Dog, a Barghest.


    ~

    Somwhere far away, the Tam Lin Knight, fake name Gawain, real name Barghest, suddenly felt like she was being excluded from a potential character moment.

    ~

    Mulan was almost across the town to the hotel district, Clickhoof snorting as he drifted around a corner, tearing up the asphalt as right on his heels the two Knights of the Iron Hand nearly crashed into a parked car as Gotz narrowly used his grappling hand to grab onto a nearby wall and swing the bike away, the bike groaning as it shifted from the momentum and its tires momentarily lifting off the ground.

    While Gottfried kept rapidly filling out his forms, a grin on his lips and a spark in his eyes, Gotz ripped his arm back into place as he yelled over the engine. "Miss Mulan please just stop the unicorn! I just wanted to get you to sign that you received a warning!"

    Mulan shouted back as she took an abrupt turn, jumping over a very confused family crossing the street. "And I shall sign it momentarily! I must assist my friends first!"

    Gotz was in a collision course with that same family, and his arm fired up again to grab the top of a skyscraper.

    With a roar from his lips and a groan from the pulley in his wrist, Gotz let the wire strain and pull him, the bike, and his absolute lardass of an older self up a dozen feet in the air over the crowd, and slam back into the ground. The humid evening air steamed as his hand wrenched itself back on his wrist, and he had to roll his nearly dislocated shoulder back in place as he skid to a stop in front of a hotel, it's entire front lobby blown out.

    Standing in the street, as tall as a building in its own right was a massive black dog, its fangs slobbering in pitch and the rotten smell of sulfur. Standing across from it was the Black Knight, his brother piggybacking.

    Faerie, scraped up but intact turned to the three Servants that had appeared. "Oh, hi Hua-" "YOU SOLD US A BARGHEST? A BLEEDING BARGHEST MULAN?!" Black interrupted as he jerked away from said hellhound leaping forward to pulverize the sidewalk he was once standing on and towards the group.

    Gotz hopped of his bike, materializing his sword as his older self did the same. "Filing that for later, but Mulan, you have the
    Crater's Namesake
    Impact Site of Jade
    right?" He asked. "That should pack enough punch to take this thing out without doing a lot of damage right?"

    Mulan nodded, but a single bead of sweat rolled down her forehead, and Gotz's face fell.

    "You can't access it with your current Saint Graph can you."

    Mulan nodded.

    Gottfried's armor appeared in a steel flash of mana as his oversized sword snapped to his magnetized grip. "Then we kill it the way we did back in my lifetime!" He roared as he charged. "THROUGH THE STRENGTH OF OUR ARMS!"

    His sword aimed at the beast's eye, but it jerked it's head back, the blade scraping off its snout.

    The Barghest then twisted it's whole body at the helplessly stuck in midair Saber, its massive tail propelling Gottfried with a crack, the group of onlookers needing to all leap out of the way as he bounced off the asphalt and crashed 50 feet away in a heap.

    Faerie blinked. "Were his arms just weak, or was it because he only has one?"

    Black turned back to the Barghest, now eying the others. "Nevermind that, I got an idea! Faerie, is our volleyball still in our room?"

    "If it didn't get blown away, what's your plan?"

    Black's eyes hardened. "We're going to get Dad's help."

    He turned to Gotz and Mulan. "I need you guys to hold the Barghest off, don't let it leave the street!"

    Gotz revved up his arm and aimed his fist at the charging hound's shoulder. "I'll try my damned best." He declared as his hand shot out, dragging him into the fray with a battle cry.

    "Mulan, I don't know how you fight, but I need you-" She was holding two jian swords she, like her pen, had just pulled from nowhere. "Wait, you're a Saber now?"

    She cocked her head, ignoring as Gotz was being swung around like a cat toy and Gottfried was slowly pulling himself out of his crater. "Yes, it's obviously the best fit."

    Faerie chirped in. "It's because she is slashing her prices to stay competitive."

    Black sighed. "You two are just on a completely different wavelength." He kicked off his sandals to run to the hotel, leaping over a totaled car and kicking the still barely intact door down before the two knights vanished from sight.

    Mulan ran to the Barghest, its jaws being barely held open by Gotz's fading strength, jumping to stab one of her swords right into a gap in its ribs.

    It roared and dropped Gotz, only to contort its head and jaw at her, which she barely was able to roll away from.

    One of her swords was now stuck in its side, and she tossed her second sword into her main hand.

    Gottfried used that distraction to run beneath its head, using his iron hand to punch it straight in its chin. Its teeth rattled and cracked as their jaw snapped shut.

    Gottfried sensed it's next strike, but was only able to block the paw swipe with his arms rather than dodge. The ground cracked under his boots as he held his ground with a groan.

    *BOOM!*

    All heads snapped to the violet firework that just went off, and the Barghest's hair bristled as it growled horrifically.

    Gottfried cursed. "The fireworks show, most of the damn city is there!"

    Gotz continued. "If they set more off, it'll piss off the Barghest even more! If that thing gets to the show… Most of the crowd is human! They won't stand a chance before Chaldea can organize!"

    Mulan hummed in agreement. "We have to stop it, now."

    *BOOM!*

    The Barghest moved to charge at the offending explosion, before its feet were bound.

    Gotz felt like his entire left side of his body was about to be torn clean off, Mulan using her agility to bind his grapple around its legs, Gottfried holding his fist on the other side, both knights digging their heels into the ground as the beast raged and snarled.

    Mulan leaped on top of its head, and before it could throw her off stabbed her sword into its snout, prompting a horrific scream.

    For he guided me after death."

    Its strength felt like it had quadrupled, Gotz hearing some absolutely horrid snapping and grinding as the pulley barely held together.

    "For he brought to my eye injustice and cruelty so I could fix it."

    Gotz slammed a button on his elbow and incanted under his breath as Gottfried properly took his younger self's hand and uttered his own verse

    "
    Der Eisener Hand
    When Flesh Fails, Steel Prevails
    –!


    "
    Eisen Faust
    Push Forward, Hand of Iron
    –!"


    Both arms glowed vibrantly. The steel hardened, the pulley tightened even more, and both their grips tightened to become ironclad.

    The three soldiers all saw a ruby red volleyball fly over their heads, even the Barghest took notice.

    Faerie slid under the wire, punting the ball upwards with his penultimate line.

    "To remember Tom a Lincoln, the knight beautiful and true!"

    Black ran across the top of the Barghest, yelling at the others to run away, leaping over the ball and locking his fists together.

    With a fire in his eyes, he screamed from the bottom of his lungs and slammed his hands on the ball, now glowing as bright as the sun.

    "
    Monumento Rosa Esférica
    To Honor our Beautiful Father And All He Did!
    "


    The Barghest was unable to look away as the volleyball became a red beacon of power, rocketing to its skull.

    The blast rivaled the fireworks in power.

    ~


    If one was passing from Serendell to Chaldea through the specified rayshift point, they were treated to an unusual sight.

    The logical and resolute demon soldier turned prominent saleswoman, Hua Mulan.

    The starry eyed, always optimistic, and fun loving prince, the cheerful Faerie Knight.

    The angsty but noble, pessimistic but heroic, the tasteless Black Knight.

    All stood in a designated spot by the point, each with bandages and scuffed clothes, signs hanging around their necks, and they all read something different.

    In order from Mulan, to Faerie, and to Black, they read:

    •I BOUGHT A DOG FROM A SHIFTY GUY AND DIDN'T QUESTION WHY IT COULDN'T REMOVE THE COLLAR FOR ANY REASON. I ALSO DIDN'T GET ANY PERMITS TO RUN MY MARKET ALL.

    •I TOOK COLLAR OFF OF SAID DOG, AND THE BARGHEST IN DISGUISE NEARLY KILLED ME AND MY FRIENDS.

    ▪︎I CAN TALK TO ANIMALS BUT DIDN'T ASK SAID BARGHEST ANY QUESTIONS BEFORE BUYING IT.

    Mulan stood at a military parade rest, her eyes closed and chest out. A bold and upfront acceptance of her mistakes.

    Faerie looked like he was about to cry, occasionally muttering about how he hated puppies now but still said he wanted one.

    Black looked simply bored. He occasionally glared at the sun and cursed his lack of sun protection.

    The two aspects of Gottfried Von Berlichingen watched nearby, the younger of the two sitting on the bike as the older stood.

    "You think it's a bit harsh to do public shaming?" Gotz asked.

    Gottfried scoffed. "Had our Master not been a complete sap, I was going to have them each sent to farm materials for six months. But they are soft, and decided on this instead."

    Gotz rolled his eyes, before swinging his leg over to start the bike. "Wanna bring them something to eat?"

    Gottfried strided over, squeezing into the sidecar. "Only if we get ourselves coffee on the way."

    "How about milkshakes."

    "It's nine in the morning."

    "It's also hot as balls man."

    "...Fine."


    <Servant Sheets>

    Saber of Savings


    Class:
    Saber

    True Name: Hua Mulan

    Stats
    Strength: C
    Endurance:
    C
    Agility: A+
    Mana: C
    Luck:
    A+
    Noble Phantasm: B

    Class Skills
    Magic Resistance: B+
    She bought a brand new amulet for only 49.99 that improves magic resistance by miles! Available at the South Market!

    Riding: A
    The ability to ride mounts and vehicles. All vehicles and all creatures but those of Phantasmal Beast and Divine Beast-rank can be used as mounts. Her luxury saddle allows her to ride anything, from Beasts to the most powerful of vehicles! Available at the West Market!

    Personal Skills

    Ruthless Business Tactics: B-
    The knowledge and intuition to establish a fierce marketplace as its manager, prompting competitive pricing and fair trade. Saber is relying on Sheba’s advice that she, admittedly, kinda breezed over.

    Disengage (Retirement): A
    The ability to retreat after combat, recuperating one's wounds and clearing negative status effects. Instead of the normal effect of being able to safely withdraw from battle and reset conditions, Mulan's variant instead activates after her participation in a battle is over, making her presence and retreat much harder to track down, as well as increasing her natural healing ability as a Servant.

    As she's in a less combat oriented situation in Serendell, she's far more relaxed than in a normal Grail War and can get better benefits from this skill. Incredibly helpful in hiding from people looking for her work permit.

    Two Rabbits March: EX
    Male rabbits have heavier front paws, female rabbits have a deeper squint, and Saber can be both. The full manifestation of her 12 years of cross dressing, Saber can at will change what sex she appears as, which allows her to remove her "Female" trait and replace it with a "Male" trait. This effect lasts as long as Saber wills it, but she likes to use it at critical moments as the ultimate way to throw off her opponent's focus.


    Of course, having BOTH sex appeals helps when selling merchandise.


    Noble Phantasm

    Yellow River Market
    Cardinal Directions to Savings!

    Anti-Wallet
    B


    Empowered by her own experimentation and some influence from a certain uber capitalist fox queen, Saber can summon and maintain the market on the Yellow River that sold her the equipment that let her join the army.

    Manifesting as a street marker that stretches in the four cardinal directions of North, East, South, and West, each direction of the market sells an immense quantity of items that can augment humans, magi, and Servants.

    The North Market specializes in weapons and other self defense tools along with armor, and there are several blacksmiths she’s employed who would love nothing more than to tinker with everything from your old pocket knife to Excalibur itself. Plus, you’ll feel so much safer when you know your beautiful Hawaiian shirt is bulletproof AND never gets dirty!

    The East Market is all about animals, and you can get anything from a hamster to a chimera if you fork over the dough. Of course, such dangerous animals in the middle of the city running rampant are never a danger! Just make sure you keep the collar on your chimera on tight and no one will be hurt, nor will she ever pay the appropriate license to sell Phantasmal Beasts.

    The West Market is all about pet accessories and vehicle maintenance. Don’t ask her why it’s like that, because all you need to know is you are NEVER going to get a better deal on a catalytic converter and on a food bowl for your new chimera in any other Singularity!

    The South Market is all about clothing, incorporating the aid of dozens of the finest master tailors and leather workers you’ll ever meet! The clothes can be made to any size, shape, color, fabric, taste, or whatever you want! Pick up a new jacket to celebrate how your chimera hasn’t mauled you yet, and any clothes bought at the Yellow River get a discount when you take them to the North Market blacksmiths!"

    Lore
    Saber is Hua Mulan, the famous folk heroine of China who crossdressed for 12 years to serve in the army, but with the help of the Queen of Sheba, was able to extrapolate and expand the market on the Yellow River from her life, allowing her to access it's conceptual ability as the "place where heroes buy the gear to start their journey."

    Of course, in the beautiful paradise of Serendell, this market is modified to the concept of "preparing for summer adventures".

    Her personality has also been coached to be a high energy and enthusiastic shopkeeper who ruthlessly promotes her market, but this act can easily be switched off in favor of her normal personality as the inhuman demon soldier.
    This transformation can be quite jarring, and only does it when she is in front of people she deeply trusts or in a situation she deems necessary to act truthful and honest with other people.

    PersonalityWhile she still retains her normal personality, she has an act of a "perfect and aggressive salesperson" as coached by Sheba. Someone who will interrogate you DEEPLY about your every financial need or want.
    She is super enthusiastic to sell stuff she knows people will want or need, and while from a capitalist point of view you want to sell products that break or need to be replaced, she is of the mindset that if you sell someone something they will use for the rest of their life, they are more likely to purchase other things from you that last a similarly long time, and repeat customers means more profits, and she can actually sleep at night knowing she didn't sell a poor product.
    ~
    Archers of the Sandy Court

    *Art and Sheet by Vididii, mild formatting by myself




    Class: Archer
    True Name: Faerie Knight and Black Knight
    Alignment: Chaotic Good
    Place of Origin: Arthurian legend/ Portugal
    Traits: Saberface, Fairy, Dragon
    Attribute: Earth
    Armament: Volleyball

    **Parameters**
    Strength: C
    Endurance: A
    Agility: B
    Mana: C
    Luck: A+

    Likes: Their Father, Caelia
    Dislikes: Evil Women, Regrets, getting sunburned (Black)

    Personality: Their Personalities have not changed from their previous incarnation, it’s still the brothers as they were summoned.

    Faerie: A young, hopeful knight with stars in his eyes and a dream in his heart. Due to his personality and nature, he is summoned as his teenage self, despite being the older of the pair. He loves nature, especially fairies as they remind him of his mother. However, he has a burning hatred for bad mothers after hearing of his brother’s, and will “reeducate” them very…thoroughly.

    “BROTHER. Just because a woman lets her kids off to go play in the waves while she sunbathes, doesn’t mean she’s being neglectful.”
    “Yeah, but there’s sharks out there! There’s all sorts of fiendish beasts from the depths- they almost got eaten like, 30 seconds ago!”
    “And why do you think I’m soaked? I had to go into the water to fight the damn thing- the issue is that you instantly went to accost the mother while they were being chased.”
    “Yeah, you had it handled, I went to deal with the root of the issue!”
    “That is NOT the point I’m making here.”

    He’s also a major foodie, as the food in his time was so poorly made that he seeks anything with actual flavor.

    “-And then we’re gonna head to the market to try the churros, and then go to each of the gelato carts in order to rank their individual flavors-“
    “Do- I really don’t think we need to do that, didn’t you already like the custard stand enough?”
    “Well it was good, great even, the coffee flavor was FANTASTIC, but what if the gelato tastes even better!? Don’t you wanna try and see each and every all the horizons of flavor on this island?!”
    “No?”

    Black: A pessimistic ”Old farthead!” as his brother calls him, he sees the worst possible outcome and acts like an old man, giving him his appearance as a man in his early thirties. He mostly follows his older(?) brother’s ideas and wants.

    “See? Being on a team together’s pretty fun, right?”

    “Honestly, I think that’s moreso due to the game itself being enjoyable.”
    “Brother, nobody’s going to stab you in the back because of volleyball, you can stop being so caught up on potential betrayal.”
    “I’m just saying- if this were a volleyball-based singularity, I think that it’d be totally in line with the narrative. You’ve seen how the records go on these things.”
    “Yeah, but we’re not in one, and we’re playing a doubles game. D’you really think I’d stab you?”
    “No, but it’s a matter of principle.”

    But, he isn’t afraid to voice his opinion and work without his brother’s direct knowledge if it gives them an advantage.

    He cares little for food, resembling his cousin Gawain in his tastes…

    ”Y’know, I’m really enjoying these summer deserts, you were right-“

    “Brother… that’s a block of ice. That’s a block of ice before you shave it. For shaved ice.”
    “It’s still plenty refreshing. I don’t see why you would need to pay for it to be crushed and have flavor poured on.”
    “It’s because it’s GOOD, and SWEET, and TASTYYY- you’re just eating water that can’t fit in a bottle!”
    “I don’t need one though, I’m carrying it just fine-“
    “You are the WORST!”

    …much to his brother’s dismay.


    Lore: Two Stepbrother knights descended from King Arthur by way of his bastard son Tom a Lincoln. Growing up separately in the foreign land of Portugal, they joined together at the grave of their father, living on to honor their father, and fallen mothers, while becoming knights of a heroic caliber in their own rights.

    However, that was then, and this is now, as servants of Chaldea- where an open gate has formed in the rayshifting chamber in order to let servants and personnel to the island of Serendell. In order to prevent the place from being overrun with servants however, management has mandated that Servants who want to go on through and manifest for some summer fun need a stated purpose to go on through. Thus, a conversation was had between the brothers.

    “Hey, brother, c’mon, I wanna go see what all the frozen treats they have are! All that stuff’s gotta taste AMAZING, right?”

    “I- you know I have no fondness for food as you do. I’d rather not get wrapped up in a potential singularity.”
    “Oh c’mooooon, please? I swear you’ll love it- and since we’re in the same origin I can’t go without you!”
    “I know, but do we really need to? I’m sure Emiya can probably whip you up anyth-“
    “- wOOOOOooow, so you don’t wanna spend time with your little older brother- ok, I see how it is.”
    “- No, that’s not- hold on, is that what this is?”
    “I mean, yeah… like, sure we stick together all the time, but do we ever get to DO anything together other than fight? I mean, I still want to get all those deserts, but I thought it would be nice, y’know? If you REALLY don’t w-“
    “How does volleyball sound?”
    “Huh?”
    “Volleyball- team sport, the beach version is played in pairs. I figure we can probably get one of the casters to switch our Saint graph to a class we can learn to play it in, and use it as our reason to get through. Management KNOWS I don’t care for flavors, so sweets probably won’t work as a reason for the both of us.”
    “… Heh. Thanks brother. I’ll go find that Scottish lady!”

    And thus, the brothers would head on through to the island.

    Class Skills

    Magic Resistance: B

    Grants protection against magical effects. Differently from the Resistance effect that merely rejects Magical Energy, this ability cancels the spells altogether. Cancel spells with a chant below three verses. Even if targeted by High-Thaumaturgy and Greater Rituals, it is difficult for them to be affected.
    While The Faerie Knight naturally provides this at B+ rank due to his heritage, it has deprecated slightly for the two of them, due to not normally being summoned in the Archer Class

    Dependent Action: A
    A slight adjustment to the standard Archer Class Skill Independent Action, Dependent Action is a skill sometimes possessed by a servant with multiple individuals present in one spirit origin. While it’s effects are the same as IA, DA carries the extra caveat of the Servants being able to stay in the world by relying on the mana provided by their spirit origin peers, effectively counting each of them as a spare master.

    Territory Creation: C
    A skill replacing Riding due to their current manifestation. While normally a skill of the Caster Class, the brothers have been granted the skill to designate and change an area into a volleyball court- their equivalent to a workshop. While on the court itself, or in the area surrounding it, they receive a greater flow of mana, and an engagement to their agility and strength stats.

    Personal Skills
    Paired Prestige: B
    In their standard paired manifestation, the brothers individually posses Blessings of the Faeries A+ (Faerie Knight) and Animal Dialogue B+ (Black Knight). While the skills being combined has caused them to lose rank, setting each individual brother’s rank in it to B, they can now allow the other to access the skill at the rank of C.

    Ollamaliztil (Beach Volleyball): B+
    A skill denoting the ability to play the ancient mesoamerican ball game- or it should be. Due to the nature of the sport being recorded as quite violent, it’s name has been borrowed to describe, “the ability to fight with a ball”, Beach Volleyball being added as a clause to describe the techniques they use to propel it. The positive modifier is in place to show when both brothers are in sync for greater quality of play.


    Blossoming Journey of The Twin Knights (Serendell Ballers Arc): EX
    A Skill that represents the journeys and adventures the two brothers took after meeting together, with limitless possibility for where their journey would take. If summoned individually are in an older state, they would not have this skill, as the journey was only created due to their companionship.

    To them, the Grail War is just a single step on the adventures they will take, and go to every battle expecting a fun and hard fought victory. Those fighting alongside the brothers will be inspired in varying degrees based on their personalities.

    It’s qualities and wording are the same as their original skill- it has merely changed in name to mark the start of a specific adventure together.


    Noble Phantasm

    Monumento Rosa Esférica
    To Honor our Beautiful Father And All He Did!


    [/RUBY]
    Type: Anti Unit
    Rank: C
    Range: 18 meters
    Max Targets: 2

    Towards the end of the brother’s lives, the two of them were able to build a proper monument to their lost family in order to honor them. While a capstone to the tale in their original legend, it now manifests as a symbolic display of their bond as brothers. It was something they built together, to memorialize the people that caused them to be joined by blood, out of their own choice to move forward together. Through this bond, shaped by their current manifestation where their usual Noble Phantasms would be disallowed via the rules of the game, they manifested the rose-colored volleyball they play with.
    It is teamwork itself crystallized.

    Upon the both of them shouting it’s true name, Faerie will launch the ball into the air, with Black performing a spike- the ball massively accelerating to become something akin to a shot from a railgun.

    <~>


    Proudly, and very happily made with Vididii, who provided the absolutely wonderful art and the character sheet for the Knights along with beta-ing the story I wrote. While life was difficult for me this past month, I am very happy I was able to get it all together in these few days before the contest's submission period ended!
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