Entries tagged with fate/ universe: saber (arturia pendragon

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[BBS/Video]

[As is usual with Luna and this technology, she's opting for video feed. This time she's parked herself on the top of her chair, one wing outstretched and preening it. Though she pauses, one of the feathers in her mouth, oops.]

Aaah. [Which she promptly spits out.]

We were wondering if any of the students who have yet to take our classes would be interested in learning anything in particular. Do remember that We teach one of the drama courses along with speech and etiquette. For drama We are taking suggestions as to what those of you not even in the class would be interested in participating in, since one cannot have a cast with just current students.

As for etiquette... We figure that after the ball that some more knowledge in courtly manners may be necessary for all students. Honestly, it is rather ridiculous how uncouth some of you have become.

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You Are Cordially Invited

[No BBS messages for this wizard, no, no. Instead, every student in Garden finds an envelope stuck to their door one morning, as if by magic. A simple tug is enough to free it, after which it immediately unfolds to become a message, written in golden ink.]

You Are Cordially Invited

to the office of Professor Slughorn

This Evening at 5:30

( For those who choose to go... )

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[BBS/Video] well.

Actually, I've just thought.

[Yes, the Doctor is just going to make a post as though he was already half way through a conversation.]

You off-world lot aren't exactly doing a very good job here, are you?

Look at you, all special and powerful and even magical, some of you, and what's Garden got to show for it? Not a whole lot! This time compression business might like to try to attract all the weird people, but you're all rather insistent on being this world's standard of normal. Which, you know, isn't actually all that normal.

But.

Actually, that's another one.

Why do your special, off-worldy, other universe completely different laws of physics powers still even work here, because that shouldn't happen. If it's impossible here, it should really stay impossible here, unless NO! Ignore everything I just said! We already know that time and space is all squished and useless! Let's not get on the subject of realities slipping in and out of each other. Just don't be surprised if you go home and suddenly there's GFs.

What I was trying to say is that you lot need to raise awareness, and what I want to know is about your powers, and more importantly, how and why they work where you're from. Because it can't be a "they just do."

So.

You know.

Just type stuff in.

OH! And if you don't want to talk about your special what-have-yous because of the xenophobia business, just talk about someone else's.

[Disjointed rambling is now over! Anyone who didn't get incredibly annoyed/confused/headachey, answer! Anyone who did, complain!]

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Not the Best Young Flyer for Nothing [bbs&action]

hey everyone

big big awesome flying demonstration outside today at noon

be there or you'll kick yourself for missing it all the rest of your days

[ACTION!]

[The skies over Dollet are blue, save for several clusters of clouds that Rainbow had quite deliberately left behind when she'd snuck out earlier this morning to clear them out and set the weather. Beyond that, it's a gorgeous day.]

[She'd also set up a sign that told people where to stand to watch the demonstration. All these buildings made it a tricky prospect, but she'd counted for them when she worked this up.]

[As the sun reaches its zenith and the hour of noon comes upon them, there's no sign of the demonstration though. From behind a building, Rainbow's been watching the crowd gather with excited glee. She gives it a minute to build suspense, then takes off--]

[The first the audience sees of her is a rainbow streak slashing through the skies above them like a comet, air roaring as it races over her body and through the feathers of her wings. Rainbow drops into a plunge, diving down to the street below and ahead of the audience area at a speed that surely is going to flatten her on the pavement -- but it doesn't. She pulls out of the dive at the last second and into the Super-Speed Strut, racing along the ground with a casual smile as if she's just out for a stroll in the park. Only her beating wings and the thunder of air betray the effort she's putting out as she rockets straight through the crowd, then blasts back into the air with such force that the road actually cracks beneath her from where she lifts off.]

[Into the sky again, and this time headed for the largest of the clouds, which she races around with rainbow contrail behind, quick hoofwork and air pressure sculpting and shaping it until it resembles a fearsome dragon, jaws dropped and wings spread, ready to pounce. Rainbow ducks behind it and whacks it with her forehooves, sending it shooting at the other cluster of clouds she'd left behind. Then she races past it, whirling around the second cloud until it resembles a pony, legs thrust back in the middle of a powerful kick -- and a second later, the dragon-cloud slams face-first into those raised rear hooves and dissipates.]

[She draws herself up proudly, savoring the moment, then descends again, weaving and turning just to show off her casual moves. Give the audience a breather, let them build up some anticipation, because compared to what's coming, most of them can only imagine...]

[Again, Rainbow pulls out of her dive, this time swooping over the cloud, forelegs extended and wings laboring as she races off down the street, accelerating with all her might as she reaches the edge of town. Just over the ocean, she pulls up sharply, then pours on the speed as she rockets towards the sky--]

[With an immense rumbling boom, brilliant, shining waves of rainbow light burst out from her, rolling over Dollet in a glorious display of color. In its wake, the pony flies a great arc over the town in no time at all. It might be high noon, and a near-cloudless sky on a beautiful day, but Dollet now has a shining, glittering rainbow arching through the skies above it.]

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case 17 | multiple-choice action (open to 4th wallers)

[It's late at night. Almost close to curfew, in fact! Damian's been patrolling campus more vigilantly this Quarter than in the past, mainly because he's got the time after finishing up his last Requirements---save for the math & science classes he takes with natives, his time is completely his own.

So of course, he's taking the opportunity to inspect every last inch of campus tonight for potential idiots to troll.

A) He stops by the cafeteria just before closing to munch on a cookie (and maybe some milk). It's a brief visit, but enough to give the place the once-over...

B) Just as he gives those empty classrooms a second glance. If he's feeling especially mean, he'll turn the lights on, just to make sure the janitors've gone home, but he's not ruling any suspicious behavior out either.

C) And with the murdercat temporarily gone (there were reports of a werecat, but Damian's not sure if they mean murdercat or Instructor Bronson), he's off to the Training Center! Technically, he can't give people detention here, but he can certainly give his toughest glare and hope that people'll leave before he threatens to fight them.

D) After all's said and done, he'll be trooping back to his room for maybe 4 hours of sleep. Life as a vigilante means that sleep is for the weak. No sleep, only justice!!]

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[001] [Action] [Open]

[When she made her contract with the world to offer her service as a Servant in exchange for a chance to grant her wish, Saber had been prepared to be summoned across time for the purpose of fighting in a war. But his 'summoning' wasn't even a summoning at all, but some terrible accident. Moreover, she was no longer a warrior, but a student? She had stared hard at the letter as she walked through her new surroundings, her expressionless face giving away nothing of her complete confusion. It all made sense... yet it didn't make any sense at all.

Dismissing her battle-armour and Excalibur, she remained in her blue dress, not willing to chance finding out whether or not her more modern attire had somehow come with her. She might have stood out, but at the very least she had no special need to hide that her presence was unnatural.

She paused occasionally to scrutinise her new surroundings through an experienced knight's eyes. It seemed peaceful enough... at least, on the surface. But for all she knew of this alien place, that could change.]