It sounded like it was one of the tools used to create the world, similar to Enkidu's Enuma Elish.Originally Posted by Siriel
*this is wrong
It sounded like it was one of the tools used to create the world, similar to Enkidu's Enuma Elish.
*this is wrong
Last edited by mewarmo990; May 17th, 2015 at 08:38 PM.
When was it stated that the Enkidu Beam was used in the process of creating the world?
Ragnarok, come day of wrath
That fallen souls might bear our plea.
To hasten the Divine's return.
O piteous Wanderer.
During their clash, let me double check to make sure I'm not misremembering.
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Yeah my mistake. Counter Force and stuff. Never mind.
There was a scene in Vol 1 when Gil decided not to drink the youth potion when he sensed Enkidu.
A friend told me that drinking the youth potion means Gil is bored. Anyone can source this?
It's how he managed to pass most of ten years in Fuyuki. The potion changes his personality to become much more mellow and friendly.
In that FSF scene he said that he would just change his form since there was no occasion to use his full power.
Also Hollow Ataraxia. Turning into a kid is his response to situations he doesn't want to bother with.
Ragnarok, come day of wrath
That fallen souls might bear our plea.
To hasten the Divine's return.
O piteous Wanderer.
.“So, you wish to make use of my might for your ends. It seems that
you have prepared adequately for the forthcoming battle.”
“......”
She knew she was supposed to be honored by that comment, and
yet she was uneasy.
The king was very clearly bored, and took no pains to hide it.
And right away, as if to confirm her suspicions, the Heroic Spirit
spoke: “But this grail is, after all, a false one. The other rabble who
have been drawn here are mere trifles. Deliver judgment unto them as
I may, I shall find no respite from this tedium in doing so.”
By the time he had finished speaking, he had brought forth a small
bottle.
Everyone who was there to witness it would fondly reminisce about
it later. And what was it? It was “a distortion of space, from which
emerged a single carafe that fell right into the Heroic Spirit’s hand.”
It was a beautifully-ornamented vessel made of who-knows-what.
Perhaps china or perhaps crystal—either way, it was lustrous and
translucent. Some sort of liquid washed about within it.
“If this war will be a mere trifle to me, it is only fitting that I treat
it accordingly: as a childish game. There will be no need for me to
use the full force of my abilities. Until an enemy worthy of my power
comes forth, I shall spend my time in leisure.”
As he trailed off, he unsealed the vessel and was about to down it
at a single go, when—
Though abandoned, forgotten, and scorned as out-of-date dolls, they continue to carry out their mission, unchanged from the time they were designed.
Machines do not lose their worth when a newer model appears.
Their worth (life) ends when humans can no longer bear that purity.
He never said this. This was nakulas' "translation".
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It's no big deal from a writing point of view, it sounds good.
But quote:
「本気を出すに価する敵が出るまでは、しばし姿を変えるとしよう」
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Gil: this is boring, so I'm gonna be a shota.
goddammit Kinpika.
Original author: Narita Ryohgo (成田 良悟)
Not for commercial re-use.
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Interlude
"The Little Red Riding Hood of Semina Apartments"
It was a ghost story one could find anywhere.
There was a land called Fuyuki.
A large river ran through the middle of town. Bordering it was a multifaceted city, divided into two halves. On one side was New Town, marked by by high office buildings and shopping malls. On the other, Miyama, consisting of long-standing residences and well-preserved natural landscape.
But, this land had another face.
This was one of many spiritual lands in Japan. Long ago, the Einzbern, Tohsaka, and Makiri lineages of magi established the foundation for a magical ritual on this land.
In other words, this was once the battleground of the magi’s ritual — the Holy Grail War.
It was a land where the Holy Grail War had occurred five times, repeatedly causing life and death, miracle and ruin.
However, years after the conclusion of the Fifth Holy Grail War, an atmosphere of peace now settled on Fuyuki, far removed from the savage battles of the past.
Of course, this was probably just a superficial impression.
But it at the very least, it was peaceful enough for high school students to be swap idle gossip during a break in their club activities.
Homurabara Academy
Archery Range
One day after school…
The members of the Archery Club were gossiping about rumors of little consequence.
“...I’m serious. A long time ago at Ryuudou Temple, a ghost showed up wearing a kimono!”
“I’ve never heard that. A long time ago… so not anymore?”
“Yeah, the people that can sense spirits say that they can’t see it anymore.”
“Did it pass on?”
“Well, it is a temple, after all.”
“Speaking of which, I heard a rumor that there’s alligator turtles in the temple pond.”
And so they continued exchanging idle gossip and ghost stories. Then, the topic turned to the story of a young girl who was born in Fuyuki in recent times.
“Hey, do you know about the “Little Red Riding Hood of Semina Apartments?”
“Um, Mitsuzuri-senpai’s ghost story?”
“Yeah, that one. Oh, we were all there to hear it, weren’t we?”
The underclassmen leaned in eagerly to hear their seniors’ conversation.
“Oh, I don’t know that one.”
“Mitsuzuri-senpai? You mean the alumnus that comes by to hang out once in a while?”
With that interruption, the upperclassmen cheerfully recounted their ghost story.
“Yeah, that's who we heard this story from… look, you know Semina Apartments over in Kurokizaka in New Town, right?
Suddenly, the smile disappeared from the senior’s face, and she quietly continued the tale.
Because she knew.
She knew that this ghost story, which had happened some years ago, had to do with a double suicide in real life.
“This was a rumor that went around those apartments…”
If one were to exclude the embellishments that it had acquired from being retold as a ghost story, this urban legend was quite simple.
A husband and wife moved into Semina Apartments, in Kurokizaka.
Between the couple, was their ill-treated daughter.
She was a young girl who always wore a red hood.
She had a neighbor, Person A. Person A was aware of the abuse going on next door, but ignored it because was someone else's problem.
Because of her abuse, the girl never got any better at anything. In the elevator, she would just ask A to "push the button." Their relationship was terribly distant, close to that of total strangers.
But to the young girl, the neighbor who pushed the button for her might have seemed like a more reliable person than her own parents.
So—
When the girl’s mother plotted to carry out a murder-suicide, the bloodstained girl escaped, and ran to her neighbor for help.
Again and again, she knocked on her neighbor’s door, asking for help.
But, a certain Person A, thinking it must have been that abused girl again, ignored her pleas.
It was someone else’s problem.
It had nothing to do with oneself.
No matter how many times the girl knocked on A’s door, she was ignored.
Still, she kept knocking.
To the young girl who had run away, A was the only person she could count on.
But A turned away from the girl’s screams of suffering — turned away from the girl’s life.
A turned up the volume on the TV, and shut out the rest of the world.
After all, it was someone else’s problem.
And so, the young girl was betrayed by the person she trusted most.
The next day, when the dead bodies of the husband and wife were found, for some reason, nobody knew where the young girl had gone.
She had left a clear trail of blood when she escaped death, but then she suddenly disappeared.
Though the sounds of abuse were gone, every night, Person A was troubled by the sound of knocking on the door in the middle of the night.
And then, one night, A couldn’t take it anymore and opened the door. There stood a young girl in a red hood. With a bloodstained face, she said,
“Hey, push the button.”
“...and that’s how it went!”
The girl concluded her story, which she had told in rough strokes as she haltingly tried to recall it. The club members around her were disappointed.
“...The way you told it doesn’t make it sound scary at all.”
“Even if the story is the same, the impact really does come down to the storyteller…”
“Anyway, scariness aside, you just suck at telling stories!”
As her schoolmates booed her, the girl who had narrated the tale frantically shook her hands.
“Well, I definitely can’t tell it like Mitsuzuri-senpai did! That person gets so absorbed in the stories!”
“Yeah, the one about the play in the long hallway was amazing. ...wait, in the original version there wasn’t any girl in a red hood when they opened the door! She was standing at the end of the hallway when they looked around!”
“Oh, really?”
“Yeah! You changed it in a bunch of other places! Person A was supposed to be someone who just liked being alone, there was some back-and-forth with a detective, and so on. Jeez! Even if the double suicide was real, there are so many false rumors about it.”
With that, the other club members moved on to the next conversation.
“That was tasteless of you, senpai. Well, I could say that about turning a real double suicide into a ghost story in the first place.”
“Eh, there really was such a family suicide?”
“Actually, there are a lot of other weird rumors about that murder-suicide.”
The mood turned enthusiastic, and the underclassmen began to voice their complaints about the half-baked ghost story they’d just heard.
“I still would’ve liked to hear it from that alumnus senpai.”
“Seriously, delivering the final line in a totally deadpan voice ruined the whole thing!”
The girl who had told the story laughed, replying,
“Ah well, you won’t hear it told here.”
“Huh?”
“That person's ghost stories were too scary, so Tiger personally banned them. She doesn’t like scary stories, you know?”
“Oh, I did hear something like that in the Track and Field Club… something about there once being a really scaredy-cat upperclassman.”
“Tiger’s normally so bold, but she’s mentally weak in some weird ways.”
Catching the use of her nickname, the female teacher and advisor to the Archery Club yelled, “HEY! Break time’s over!”
“Wow, speak of the devil. It’s Fujimura-sensei.”
“Already?”
“Our break had to end with a ghost story…”
With a feeling like indigestion, the students stood up to resume club activities.
As they prepared, the remains of the break conversation were revived by two or three sentences.
“...What happened to that A person in the end?” the storyteller quietly asked, perhaps ashamed of her poor retelling.
“Didn’t they disappear or something?”
The answer came lightly, followed by a light joke, even if it was in poor taste.
“Maybe even now, A’s still running from Little Red Riding Hood.”
It was a ghost story one could find anywhere.
The youngsters of Fuyuki whispered rumors one could hear anywhere.
But there was an extension of the story that couldn’t be called a rumor.
The sequel to the urban legend would be woven in a faraway country.
“The Little Red Riding Hood of Semina Apartments.”
The main character of this ghost story would be caught in far more absurd circumstances than that of a half-baked groundless rumor.
In a Holy Grail War, full of falsehoods.
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Oh, wow. Didn't expect this to crop up again.
Linger: Complete. August, 1995. I met him. A branch off Part 3. Mikiya keeps his promise to meet Azaka, and meets again with that mysterious girl he once found in the rain.
Shinkai: Set in the Edo period. DHO-centric. As mysterious figures gather in the city, a young woman unearths the dark secrets of the Asakami family.
The Dollkeeper: A Fate side-story. The memoirs of the last tuner of the Einzberns. A record of the end of a family.
Overcount 2030: Extra x Notes. A girl with no memories is found by a nameless soldier, and wakes up to a world of war.
So it's at least 3 years after Fate.
Temple ghost was Medea? Or did they just think that Kojiro was a girl.
Scaredy-cat was Yukika?
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Though abandoned, forgotten, and scorned as out-of-date dolls, they continue to carry out their mission, unchanged from the time they were designed.
Machines do not lose their worth when a newer model appears.
Their worth (life) ends when humans can no longer bear that purity.
One day, one day, we'll get enough random translations to put all of volume 2 together.
Assuming nakulas or some other group doesn't do it first.
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“Well, I definitely can’t tell it like Mitsuzuri-senpai did! He gets so absorbed in his stories!”
Ayako's brother?
I wish the forum preserved formatting.
It says "OB" so male, yeah. He did become captain.
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He does have long hair
No gender mentioned for the ghost. Did I accidentally use a gendered pronoun in there? lemme fix.
ooh same for Person A, too.
Last edited by mewarmo990; May 17th, 2015 at 11:33 PM.
I thought Japan uses OB for all graduated students?
mmm? maybe...
well I could always remove all gender references since there actually aren't any. Keep us all guessing.
well for my guess, Mitsuzuri senpai is Ayako and ghost was Kojiro.
nvm scaredy cat was definitely makidera.
Though abandoned, forgotten, and scorned as out-of-date dolls, they continue to carry out their mission, unchanged from the time they were designed.
Machines do not lose their worth when a newer model appears.
Their worth (life) ends when humans can no longer bear that purity.
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