Spoiler Just crashing in mongrels
I remember that thread, I was majorly disappointed due to how fast it died and how much potential it had I would love to join back in and revive...
This is the reason
Seth stood on a ship unaware of what was going on. The silver haired man stood there with his arms crossed. Narrowing his eyes he gazed out at the wonders of the universe, trying to find out the meaning of existence. Just why was he here? why was everybody here?was this all a sick joke made by some random people?
Rath eyes shifted over to the sudden weight in his right hand. Raising his right had he stared at the sword that his hand had automatically gripped the moment it appeared in his hand. “Such a pitiful blade†Rath merely said as he calmly closes his eyes and flicked his sword arm downwards. He was all too familiar with blades weapons, swords in particular. These blades were like Lucifer said, worthless. Nonetheless with a sword in his hand it still brought him some form of ease despite it being useless. Silently he took a step forward and headed to the finger that still had a ring on it. Stopping on the finger and in front of the ring on said finger Rath opened his eyes and glanced down at the Ring. Narrowing his eyes Rath merely pointed the tip of his sword at the ring. With one quick swipe he slashed the ring before him like Lucifer explained. Holding the blade in a reverse grip Rath closed his eyes and waited for his next task.
TwilightBlader Gilgamesh Rider (Iskander) Berserker (Heracles) Archer (EMIYA) Lancer (Cu Chulainn) Reserved: Tohno Shiki
Iskander raised his eye at the announcement and glanced over at the golden king and let out a hearty laugh "your a sneaky dog King of Heroes. I thought you said you didn't sign up" Iskander said with a grin but immediately stopped and raised an eyebrow at Gilgamesh upon noticing Gilgamesh's reaction "b******, who dares steal my name" Gilgamesh said. Eyes narrowed, Gilgamesh stared up at the monitor with great displeasure. His hand that held his glass was shaking in rage
Gilgamesh and Iskander sat by a nearby table. In the kings hands were glasses of wine for them to enjoy as they both gazed up at the screen before them "so it had finally begun" Gilgamesh said calmly as he rested his cheek on his fist and stared up at both matches with a smirk "Excellent that Grim guy is quite the opponent" Iskander said taking a big gulp from his wine glass "hmph and I presume this only moves to excite you" Gilgamesh said "Of course! the stronger the opponent the more satisfying the victory afterwards" Iskander said with a big grin "how confident you are, King of Conquerors" Gilgamesh said turning his attention to the next screen "...........so they allow mere trash cans to partake in such a competition?" Gilgamesh muttered as he stared up at the Daleks
I feel very sorry for team magical
This was all too impossible to happen, but he couldn’t deny it was impossible because he was sitting in the object that he believed was impossible. A train appearing out of nowhere in front of his house and on his street, if someone was to tell him this he would have merely thought of this as a joke or a prank. Never in his life would he have imagined he would be sitting on such a train like this. It all began while the boy was trying to sleep. Such a task was difficult for most children. It was Christmas Eve and the mere though of Santa Clause leaving gift filled all children with excitement. Though it was true that the boy Seth could not go to sleep, it was not due to excitement. His parents had told him to go to bed early, that Santa Clause would come and deliver presents for a good boy such as himself, but that there was the problem that kept him awake. Was this jolly old man truly real or merely a lie It all started due to a conversation he had heard from his classmates. The topic was Santa Clause, whether he was real or fake. To Seth’s disappointment most of the kids all felt that Santa Clause didn’t exist, that he was merely a lie fabricated by parents and the media. Seth had always been a strong believer of St. Nick but this year he started to question this belief. As he rested in his bed for what seemed like an hour, Seth just stared up at the ceiling during this time, pondering about this though. At times he would begin to recall the time when he was younger, when he was so excitable and could hardly wait for Santa to arrive. Now these days he found it hard to grow excited, even when Christmas had come and gone. This was the result of growing up He was almost positive that an hour passed and no signs of fatigue were show at all. It wasn’t until his whole room started shaking that thing taken off for Seth. Seth hopped off his bed and immediately ran towards the window; it was there that he saw the glorious train park right in front of his house. Without hesitation at all Seth immediately ran towards his dresser and took out a pair of clothes. Immediately he put on a hooded sweater, a pair of jeans and a pair of socks all as fast as he could. Rushing out of his room Seth immediately headed down the stairs, trying his best to reach outside before the train left. He questioned why his parents weren’t down but that thought soon vanished as he placed his sneakers on and ran outside. Eyes widening upon reaching outside, Seth just stared straight at the huge train before him, stunned that a train could even park on his street like this. Staring at the train for a good while, Seth nearly jumped in shock upon hearing the voice of what seemed to be a man calling out to him. Shifting his eyes to the side, his gaze was soon shifted over to the strict looking man standing next to the locomotive. The man explained that this train’s destination was the North Pole, that he was invited to attend. Of course this was all ridiculous to Seth, but he could not deny that a train was parked in front of his house. With this Seth boarded the train and that is how it began. The train’s interior was quite magnificent, well decorated and quite comfy looking. Seth sat on one of the seats and sat next to the window glancing out as the train moved on. The train would usually stop, picking up others that boarded on the train as well. With a shy smile Seth would give the new passengers a small wave in greetings and then turn his attention back to the window. At the moment the train had stopped to pick up another person, the 5th member to join the train.
Gilgamesh silently walked into the arena area with a smirk "warriors from far and wide shall flock to do battle. Such a battle worthy of the king's eyes" Gilgamesh said as he walked on, only to stop in mid trek "you..." Gilgamesh said upon spotting a familiar face "ohoh? Babylonian King! I didn't expect to see you" Iskander suddenly yelled walking up to the King of Heroes "Hmph I am not surprised to see you here King of Conquerors" Gilgamesh said closing his eyes calmly Iskander let out a laugh as he crossed his arms "so King of Heroes will you be partaking in this battle? With the two of us we would be unstoppable" Iskander said "HAH such foolishness as if I would partake in such a tournament. The mere though of skewering mongrels with my Noble Phantasms only disgusts me" Gilgamesh said Hearing these words only made Iskander sigh "ah such a shame. Well I guess I will attempt to find myself a new partner to dive into battle with" Iskander said as he grinned Gilgamesh smirked "ah well then you'd best not disappoint me King of Conquerors" Gilgamesh said. With that the two began to walk ahead. Iskander attempting to find an ally while Gilgamesh followed to see who this new ally would be. The red knight entered from one entrance The blue knight entered from another. Both knights walked forward into the arena only to come face to face with one another. Archer raised an eyebrow as he stared at the blue haired warrior in front of him "Lancer?" Archer said Lancer's eye twitched as he stared at the appearance of the red knight "what the hell are you doing here" Lancer said Archer merely closes his eyes and smirked "what else am I doing? I am entering the tournament" Archer simply said as he shook his head "b****** thats not what I meant. Well whatever it doesn't matter. I am going to kick your ass later" Lancer said ticked off at the Archer. And so a battle of insult began to occur. Meanwhile Berserker raised an eyebrow at his master's request. Taking in the request Berserker let out a mighty roar That very same roar was soon caught by the Lancer's ears. This very same roar was all to close for comfort. Lancer began to sweat as the ground near to him began to shake. Nervously, he slowly turned his head back as the giant began to walk towards him from behind. "B-B-BERSE-" Lancer began to sputter before the great giant grabbed him by his head and lifted him up, letting out a powerful roar. "BESERKER?!" Archer muttered in shock as he watched the black giant lift the poor Lancer up.
Now that I got a confirmation Teams: 1. Shirou, Saber (Arturia), Rider (Iskander) Commenter: Gilgamesh 2. Saber (Nero), Archer (EMIYA), Lancer (Cu Chulainn), Berserker (Heracles) Commenter: Ilyasivel Von Einzbern
Berserker is partaking in the tourney Illya as his commenter?
Shirou, Arturia, & Iskander for one team EMIYA, Cu Chulain, Nero, Heacles for the second Would that be alright? I spoke to Bushy already
hmm would you mind if Iskander joined their group? (Saber and Rider both do have experience working together) Might have the second group just...
Hey are you planning on having Shirou in the tourney? I'm trying to think up what teams my servants will take pert of (Except for Gilgamesh) If...
Hey DT are you planing on bringing Saber to the area? because I was wondering if we could have a Fate team (Saber, Archer, Lancer, Rider)
Gilgamesh crossed his arms as he watched the tower appeared and listened the voice of Axel. Narrowing his eyes Gilgamesh smirked as he walked forward towards it "how amusing" Gilgamesh said Iskander' stared up at the tower "A clash between the strongest of the strong. YES this is a clash I must witness" Iskander yelled pleased with this anouncement as he stood in his ox drawn chariot. Drawing out his sword Iskander pointed it forward "TO CONQUEST" Iskander yelled as both of his oxes rushed towards the tower. Berserker glanced over to his side at Illya. Noticing her willing to investigate, Berserker continued forward Lancer stared up and the tower and listened to the words of the announcer "heh so is this the reason I'm here? to join so tournament. Well best check it out" Lancer said lazily "a tournament?" Archer said raising an eyebrow. Closing his eyes Archer just shook his head and sighed "well best go and check it out" Archer merely said
Username: TwilightBlader Character of Choice: Lancer (Cu Chulainn) Picture(optional): Spoiler Game/Anime/Etc. the Character is from: Fate/ Stay Night Additional Info: The Irish hero from Celtic mythology summoned forth to do battle in the holy grail war. Summoned by Bazett Fraga Mcremitz,she was betrayed and killed, causing Lancer's ownership to shift to a new master. In the holy grail war he acts mostly as a recon servant despite being a great warrior in combat.
The berserker appeared beside his master and knelled down next to her so she could climb up on his shoulder. The lone and abandoned girl had endured much pain in her past and the conditioning for her to even have him as a servant was a great and painful task. Berserker would make sure to protect the little girl from any harm necessary, even if it cost him his life. A low whistle was let out as the servant of the Lancer class stared out at the ocean. "quite the sight...but where the hell am I?" Lancer muttered. With a groan Lancer scratched the back of his head and sighed "better make the best of it and find out where the hell I am" Lancer said "It seems you were a bit too late Gaia" the red knight spoke as he stood upon the branch off the highest tree in the vast forest. Arms crossed Archer closed his eyes and shook his head "my my my what kind of a situation have I been sent into" the knight known as Archer stated
