It sounds like you're talking about Servant A killing Master C as if Master C is not Servant A's master? If that's the case, the same principles apply. We shouldn't really be talking about the what if on sneak attack commands since Devour mentioned that we will be receiving those at the start of the game, so for arguments sake it is impossible. Sure if we're really going to base it off of the show, the only type of servant that could pull off such an attack successfully on a master is an assassin class servant. Servants can detect other servants, and masters can as well because they are mages and can detect high traces of mana. If a servant not my own were to try and take my life, my servant would defend me. Even if my servant weren't there, I would use a command seal to summon my servant to defend me. No one but Devour can state the outcome of any life-taking action, so it is impossible for a servant to kill a master in such a way unless Devour is the one to state such a thing. Sure you could try it, and I would want my servant to do the same in that situation, but it is highly unlikely that things will be allowed to play out like that.

Oh no, it would be the servant's own master I'm talking about. Also could it be "physically" possible then for the servant to do so under the right circumstances? I understand a mage can track servants and their movements near them, but if the servant was acting casually, I can see a possibility of it being successful. But yeah, with the idea of doing that to another master the exact same way would also be "physically" possible in the right situation ya? Just throwing out ideas.

Just to clarify, a Servant killing his own Master would immediately die himself. There would be no time to change Masters. You probably don't want to do that.

I'm gonna finalize the list of characters (5 servants and 5 masters) and get the RP started for real within the next few hours. Fun times ahead....

Edit: Added Ipman's Master. I changed up some strengths so that he's as powerful as other Masters. I'll also need a different backstory because this is 1980's Japan. Not a medieval story :p
I also got rid of the pictures, same as I did for Draou, because it will stop you from actually describing your character. Just write a simple description for now and you can go as in-detail as you want in the RP.

Edit2: Added Tsar Bomba!

I will be asleep so don't get out of hand for the love of Pete.

Also, upon request, I am supplying you all with a definition for bounded fields and familiars since my character uses both.

Bounded Field: An area created my magic that acts much like a forcefield. Once it is set it cannot be moved unless the creator is an extremely skilled mage. Typical bounded fields on average will encompass an entire room within a building. However, a bounded field can be expanded and maintained through the use of sigils. The bounded field is undetectable unless it was constructed by a third rate mage. An experienced mage will be able to disable the sigils and deactivate a larger bounded field.


Familiars: A Familiar is a special assistant created and used by magi to accomplish small tasks. The most traditional way of creating a familiar is by fusing part of the magus with a dead animal and repairing its body to allow it to move, as well as placing remnants of a soul within the body. The familiar can use magic, but is sustained only by the spiritual connection and mana given to it by its' master. Mages can and prefer to create familiars with already living animals since it is quicker and more efficient, though they cannot transfer their consciousness into the animal to control it. The most they can gain from turning a living animal into a familiar is the sharing of their sense with it, like a dogs acute sense of hearing and smell, or the amazing eyesight of a bird.

Ignore it, derp

Same as Arch... I'll be asleep by then. I'll be able to read the info tomorrow though. If you could send some of it to me right now that would be great though.

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Just to clarify, a Servant killing his own Master would immediately die himself. There would be no time to change Masters. You probably don't want to do that.

I'm gonna finalize the list of characters (5 servants and 5 masters) and get the RP started for real within the next few hours. Fun times ahead....

Edit: Added Ipman's Master. I changed up some strengths so that he's as powerful as other Masters. I'll also need a different backstory because this is 1980's Japan. Not a medieval story :p
I also got rid of the pictures, same as I did for Draou, because it will stop you from actually describing your character. Just write a simple description for now and you can go as in-detail as you want in the RP.

Edit2: Added Tsar Bomba!

Fuckin hell, i always do underpowered RP characters, i always fear that it will be too much..

Can I be put as a bench?

Sure, Error. I'm hoping to not need any replacements though :p
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Masters and Servants will be receiving messages regarding who their partners are, and what that Servant's Noble Phantasm is. They'll also learn the coordinates of their strongholds.

PM Actions: Throughout the game, moments of Action will happen occasionally. These are times at the start of every day where you may PM me and say what you wish to do without anyone else hearing it. You may want to #Scout a coordinate, #Assault a stronghold, #Travel to a location, etc. These don't always have to be #Commands. Any secret action you want to take can be PM'd to me.

As a final reminder, this is not Fate/Zero or anything in the Fate universe. Command seals only work as described in the thread, and Servants can teleport to their Masters at any time if they can channel uninterrupted for 5 minutes

This isn't always necessary though. People reacting to information their character doesn't know about will cost them Style Points, and sometimes this information is just available because the nature of RPing. There's no real way around it, but you'll be gaining Style Points and the others will be losing them if they use that information unfairly.

To help smooth things out though, I'm going to announce that every Master has a connection of some kind, either by a spy or magical viewing device, that allows them to watch battles between Servants. Everyone will know what happens when fights break out.

At the end of the day, the purpose of this game is to kill each other. How you do it is entirely up to you. The roleplay that happens, the temporary alliances that form and the preparations for future battles is all part of it. I'll be doing what I can to encourage people meeting up, but this world is alive and tangible and it will be up to you to forge your own path to victory.
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On the dawn of Day 1, the power of the rising sun was the final ingredient to completing your ritual. All Masters, breathing hard, look upon their newly-summoned Servants and realize that neither one of them know anything about the other. All that they know is that the road ahead is long and hard, and they are each other's best assets to surviving until the end.

I-5 is the designated neutral zone, and the location of the Grail Manor. Meet here if you want to talk to other players about potential alliances.

​In the coordinates of K-7, rumours of three magical artefacts have spread. These may be good assets to have. You don't have much information, but you know it will require at least two Servants working together to reach them. You will only be able to take one for yourself.
Once access to the artefacts have been gained, a third person may take the remaining one without any trouble.


I have no idea what I'm doing, but we'll wing this for now. I'll experiment with different ways to run the RP and use the information as we go along. For now, let the Grail War begin.

The behemoth that was Erik approached his newly appointed master, moving through the halls of the new stronghold he and his mutual accomplice were to call home, and stared at him with cold and hateful eyes, studying this strange man that he was to serve. The man was much smaller than him, as to be expected from someone who looks like he's never seen a battle before. There was much for Erik to learn about this new time, such as the strange garments his master wore. In time. Erik hoped, he would find the glorious battles he sought for.

"It matters not." Erik thought to himself, holding aside any of his already existing anger, brought upon from being forced to serve a weakling. Erik lifted his hand to his smaller master, with no change of facial expression to show welcoming to his accomplice. He continued his thought "If I want to win, then I will need my master on my side. As long as he shows me to battle, then we'll have no problems."

"Greetings, soon to be shield brother. Are you a warrior?"

He eyed the behemoth of a man from the shadows, analyzing him slowly and meticulously. He waited for him to come up to him and lift up his hand. As a sign of respect (something he normally doesn't give), he shook his new servants hand, his face still darkened by the shadows of their stronghold.

When asked the question about being a warrior, he tried to sound as intimidating as possible, "I am the great warrior...Julio Antonio Rodriguez the 31st."

There was a long moment of silence as he brought his hand back to his side. Afterward, he chuckled, stepping out of the shadows. A playful smirk was on his face as he looked up (literally up, he was only 5'5). "Just kidding--The name's Jett"

He shrugged absently, running a hand through his own black hair, "I wouldn't call myself a warrior--those guys are real serious all the time."

He patted Erik's...very meaty shoulder, "You seem like you'll be useful, but if you wanna roll with me--Ill teach you how to have some fun"

Jett's comment about being a warrior made Erik enraged, how dare he insult the honor and glory of being a warrior. To be there face to face with an enemy, and not stay in some jarl's home to entertain guests like some child hoping for some fun. The fact that this man even tried to pretend to be a warrior in hopes of sounding like some stupid bard annoyed Erik even more, the temptation to hit his so called master was an incredibly seducing thought, as he tensed his right arm to be ready to punch the offender. Yet, he hid his anger quickly once more, as he needed this supposed Jett to get his wish. Maybe he could convince this infidel to convert to the better faith, instead of hiding behind his words.

"Fun is where the battle lies, not where some trickster like a foolish bard insults someone in hopes of others laughing. Are you a worshipper of Loki, Jett? I can tell you that a path of a warrior is one of much more glory than some fool who prefers to use his tongue instead of his fists." Erik commented, trying to hide the aggression in his voice. There may be hope yet for the unglorified weakling, there is some sort of fire hidden behind the small physique.

"But, I will continue to respect our mutual agreement for the grail, as long as you give me battle with worthy enemies. A berserkers true home is in the battlefield"

In the middle of a well protected large warehouse filled with all sorts of loot from adventures. Is Cesar, just resting on his wooden chair with a cup of coffee at hands reach.

"I wonder when he's coming here." Cesar taps his shoes as he patiently waits for a signal that he has came.
He takes a sip of his coffee as he leans back on the table and makes himself comfortable.

"Hmph, this may take a while." Cesar positions his hand to cover the bright shining lamp on the roof of the warehouse. After a couple of minutes, he quickly dozes off to sleep.

Oops, I should have clarified. Everyone is starting in their Strongholds. What they do next is up to them.

Sun opens his eyes slowly, taking in a deep breath of fresh air. Staring at the room around him, he first notices the man sleeping in the chair he can only assume is his master. Before further inspection, Sun stares at the enormous room around him. Noticing the piles upon piles of resources stockpiled in the building, Sun smiles, this is going to be easier than he thought... considering his master is equally impressive.

Sun takes out his Dao, whipping it around him in several arching motions. He feels a new source of energy... something he hasn't felt in a long time. Sun feels alive, burning with passion he hasn't tasted since his early years of war. The blade slows down, resting in a sideways position from Sun's face. He turns it slightly, staring at his reflection gleaming off the blade's polished edges. Sun grins, invigorated at the simple sight of being alive again, sheathing his sword with one slashing motion.

Walking up to his master, Sun begins to pace around the chair slowly. He studies the man's face, noting the man's massive size that is even greater than Sun's own along with his strange, silver eyes. Once he finished, Sun pauses his walk as he raises an eyebrow at the drink the man is holding, staring inquisitively at the strange contents in the container. There are many things he has to learn about this new environment.

"Master, I have arrived as requested in response to your summons. I personally recommend a brief moment of recovery before we talk further." Sun speaks in a very loud voice, revealing his heritage already made obvious by his appearance, obviously irritated by the man's current condition. Sun paces back in forth in front of the chair, waiting for the man's response.