SABER. (nero claudius caesar augustus germanicus) (
nohurryforglory) wrote in
towerofanimus2012-10-11 02:01 am
in the end it doesn't even matter!!
Characters: Saber and YOU!!!
Setting: Room 1-01, floor 22, and floor 15
Format: Starting with action, but I'll match what others reply with!
Summary: Clearly the tower doesn't have enough Sabers.
Warnings: Likely to have spoilers for Fate/Extra I guess?!
ROOM 1-01;
[It's one thing to wake up out of sleep paralysis. It's another to wake up in an unknown room. It was another just to even wake up given all that had happened, but all of those things were just minor details in Saber's mind as she stood up and looked around. More importantly, she looked at herself.
And what she was wearing.
Sorry roommates, if you were sleeping or just happened to be chilling in the room, there is now one ungodly and furious screech coming from the newest member of the room.]
FLOOR 22: ART GALLERY;
[Obviously the thing to do when you wake up somewhere weird is check the place out, right? Find out where she is, where she can go, if there's anything neat around here--all that stuff. In this case though, a certain newcomer seems a little too invested in investigating the tower...
Or in other words, Saber can be found critiquing the pieces in the art gallery i.e. yelling loudly about how much better she'd be able to do.]
To think this is what they call art in some worlds! Had I but a brush and a canvas, I would paint a masterpiece finer than anything this dreadful tower has ever seen. Umu, to not enlighten those here with what true beauty is would be the greatest tragedy.
FLOOR 15: WORKSHOP;
[And sadly enough, that's exactly what she does... After scouring the tower in search of material, Saber ends up in the workshop with a few different canvases in front of her. Curiously enough, the subject of the paintings seems to be the same person, albeit in different poses and unfinished states.]
What an unsightly state this is. To capture Praetor's beauty in paint is far more difficult than I had imagined. There are too many ideas, too much inspiration! If a picture is worth a thousand words, a thousand paintings would never be enough for her. [That's one way to worship the ground someone walks on... Regardless, she continues to speak aloud to herself while painting.] However, as difficult as this may be, a challenge shall only make it all the more rewarding. After all, I am the only one capable of completing such a challenge!
Setting: Room 1-01, floor 22, and floor 15
Format: Starting with action, but I'll match what others reply with!
Summary: Clearly the tower doesn't have enough Sabers.
Warnings: Likely to have spoilers for Fate/Extra I guess?!
ROOM 1-01;
[It's one thing to wake up out of sleep paralysis. It's another to wake up in an unknown room. It was another just to even wake up given all that had happened, but all of those things were just minor details in Saber's mind as she stood up and looked around. More importantly, she looked at herself.
And what she was wearing.
Sorry roommates, if you were sleeping or just happened to be chilling in the room, there is now one ungodly and furious screech coming from the newest member of the room.]
FLOOR 22: ART GALLERY;
[Obviously the thing to do when you wake up somewhere weird is check the place out, right? Find out where she is, where she can go, if there's anything neat around here--all that stuff. In this case though, a certain newcomer seems a little too invested in investigating the tower...
Or in other words, Saber can be found critiquing the pieces in the art gallery i.e. yelling loudly about how much better she'd be able to do.]
To think this is what they call art in some worlds! Had I but a brush and a canvas, I would paint a masterpiece finer than anything this dreadful tower has ever seen. Umu, to not enlighten those here with what true beauty is would be the greatest tragedy.
FLOOR 15: WORKSHOP;
[And sadly enough, that's exactly what she does... After scouring the tower in search of material, Saber ends up in the workshop with a few different canvases in front of her. Curiously enough, the subject of the paintings seems to be the same person, albeit in different poses and unfinished states.]
What an unsightly state this is. To capture Praetor's beauty in paint is far more difficult than I had imagined. There are too many ideas, too much inspiration! If a picture is worth a thousand words, a thousand paintings would never be enough for her. [That's one way to worship the ground someone walks on... Regardless, she continues to speak aloud to herself while painting.] However, as difficult as this may be, a challenge shall only make it all the more rewarding. After all, I am the only one capable of completing such a challenge!

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There are also monsters that roam the halls - at night mostly - and many floors that prove to be a danger no matter who or what you are. There are even floors that temporarily take away one's powers.
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It's unsurprising to hear that kidnappers would toy with the victims in such a manner. However, perhaps facing mere monsters without powers would prove to be a real challenge! Do you know what floors specifically such a thing would occur? [Whether she's still just collecting information or is that confident is anyone's guess...]
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Most floors have monsters roaming about them, so I can't pinpoint any exactly, but if you wish to know which seal our powers... floors thirty-one to thirty-six, I believe. Be warned, though - your skills could be at EX Rank, and they will still be nulled.
[She found that out the hard way when she was caught in a sleep spell on one of those floors that her EX-Rank Magic Resistance would have normally negated. u_u]
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And as for the administrators... [She sighs, shaking her head.] I have been here for a few months now, and I have little information about them. I don't think anyone in this tower knows them enough to judge the full extent of their abilities.
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What do you know of them then? The most important part to any battle is to know your enemy. [looks at how all of fate/extra worked i mean--]
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[She sighs, sounding a little frustrated.] And that is all I know. I'm sorry I could not provide you with more information.
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If you wish to call me something else, the class I fall into among the seven traditional ones would be Saber. Though with you and the other Saber here, that might make things a bit... strange.
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[It'll be strange for her, no doubt... but she can deal with it. Probably.] You'll just have to make sure to specify which Saber you're talking to, if you ever call out to one of us on the network.
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[She can understand why some people might find this version of the King of Knights difficult to deal with... but is that really it?]
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Or, perhaps, you two share some sort of connection. Distant relatives, or someone that came after you?
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GROSS WHY WOULD YOU EVEN SUGGEST SOMETHING LIKE THAT]
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It was simply a suggestion. I'm quite certain that others will make similar assumptions. The resemblance is too uncanny to be a mere coincidence, after all.
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