IT'S THAT VERY SPECIAL TIME AGAIN.

[goodburger]

Time for.......


THE GODDAMN TEST DRIVE MEME

1. COMMENT WITH A JOURNAL OF A CHARACTER YOU'VE THOUGHT OF APPING/WOULD LIKE TO APP AS THOUGH THEY'RE ALREADY IN C&C
2. TAG AROUND WITH NEW JOURNALS OR OLD!
3. APP THEM ALL NOW!
4. IT IS PHYSICALLY IMPOSSIBLE FOR YOU TO BE LATE SO DON'T YOU EVEN GO THERE
5. LINK THIS POST TO ATP ADS YOU POST LATER
6. THIS TEXT HAS BEEN RECYCLED AT LEAST 25 TIMES
7. HAVE SOME FUCKING FUN

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Saber | Fate/Extra

[autocratic]

[ Costumes? Costumes? Plebe, please; her red, military ballroom dress can already count for that!

Saber will, upon arrival because she is flashy as hell, curious, excited, and slightly irritated by being removed from her precious Master's side, will be jumping from roof to roof. Be they normal sized houses or skyscrapers, she will scale them - a red and gold blur as she pretty much Servasnt parkours her way around The City.

Hah. The City. Gods, this civilization would've been but a speck in comparison to her Rome. ]

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[gandere]

[ Just an ordinary day in the City, right? That's what one Rin Tohsaka is thinking as she walks through the busy streets. The swarm of people make it hard to think of anything beyond simple thoughts and besides, most of her brainpower is set on avoiding physical contact with the crowd around her. When she finds a spot clear enough to take a break, she does so by stretching her arms up towards the sky and...

Oh, that's strange. Saber's wearing red today.

Clearly she's seen the light after Archer and Rin have worn it for so long that she's decided to join in. Now all that's left is Lanc---err wait. ]

[gandere]

Saber, cover your butt before everyone can see!

[ She shouts from the ground a few yards away where everyone can hear o o p s ]

[autocratic]

Mmm?

[ Since Saber is currently standing on top of a light post, her, well... unmentionables could be seen. Then again they could be constantly seen from the transparent front, so have a good show, Rin. ]

Aha! I did not expect the harpy to accompany my flight to this strange realm!

[ She jumps down with a flourish, gold boots making a slight clamor as they hit the ground. The crowd parts like a sea as she strides towards Rin with a glint in her eyes. ]

And I do not remember the sort of occasion that gave you permission to control my state of dress. You have seen more than this before!

[gandere]

The harpy?

[ Looking to the left. Looking to the right. ] Are you calling me a harpy too?! What's gotten into you, Sa---IwouldrememberifI'veseenyoudresslikethisbefore!!!

[autocratic]

[ Saber waves a flippant hand at her words, weight leaning on one hip as she stands casually in front of the brunette. ]

You've accepted this name, and I've deemed it fitting for your snappish, screeching personality. You are not without merits, howe-- mm?

[ It's then she notices the change in Rin's uniform. ]

You've gone for a more conservative look yourself, Rin. Trying to look the part of a well-kept maiden? Or to hide the raging beast that lurks underneath such softness?

[ YOUR ASS WAS SHOWING TOO, YOU KNOW. ]

[gandere]

Wha-? There's nothing conservative about this!

[ Waving her hands in front of her skirt. ] There's just enough bare skin here to drive someone's imagination wild and h-h-h-h-hey! Are you trying to paint me as a deviant all of a sudden?!

Geez Saber, something's wrong! What did the City do to you?! I'll kill them!

[autocratic]

You ask what this City has done with me? Hah! I should direct that question to yourself! This ignorant fool act of yours is beginning to tire me.

[ Deliberate pointing! Then Saber is suddenly behind Rin, and glancing d o w n... ]

Hm. You've covered your rear as well! Ye gods, the world must truly be ending!

[gandere]

My rear?!

[ No one casually brings up her ass without getting a Gandr to the face. Whirling around, she cocks her index finger towards her threateningly.

The action looks rather silly in all actuality. ]

The world isn't ending because I'm covered up. It'd be a c-crime if I was to bare myself to anyone!!

[swordedpast]

[ Try not to smack into the other red blur that's suddenly slowed to a halt on a nearby rooftop, Saber. ]

[autocratic]

[ To her credit, and to his fortune, she doesn't. Just jumps over him how's the view, thinking him nothing more than an spec--

She skids to a halt some distance after she passed him. Turning back to him with narrowed eyes, she recognizes the presence of a Servant. ]

You've some business with me, Servant?

[swordedpast]

[ Oh, she's another Servant too. ]

Naturally not, but--

[ ...and then he gets a good look at her face. ]

Saber?

[ Then he gets a good look at...areas other than her face. ]

There's nothing knightly about that outfit!

[autocratic]

[ She crosses her arms, which serve to only heighten her breasts up a bit further. Ahem. But she doesn't seem to notice or particularly care, and merely raises a brow at his behavior. ]

Control your babbling tongue and speak with some sense. You ogle upon me with familiarity, yet I have no recollection of your face.

[swordedpast]

[ His gaze shifts to her chest as she crosses her arms. He only means it to be a glance, but then he stops, and he stares.

They're...bigger.

After a far-too-long moment, his eyes snap back to her face, suddenly narrowed. ]

You aren't Saber. But you're wearing her face. That's not going to end well for you, you've got to know.

[autocratic]

Another Saber who shares my face? [ Pause. Then she lets out an amused laugh. ]

How fortunate she must be, then! I will have to look at her attempts to copy my person and judge how accurate she is, but I will commend her for the effort.

[swordedpast]

Jeez, you've got her class too?

[ He sighs. ]

How embarrassing for you. She's no match for me, of course, and she's got some questionable taste in Masters, but she is a pretty fine Servant. You'll probably try to fight her, and it won't end well.

[autocratic]

Do not speak as if you know me well enough.

[ HUFF. Then she waves a flippant hand before placing it on her more curvacious hip. ]

Your comment makes me think you are allies out of some tense convenience. If I were to meet with this woman, I would very much like to know which hero she is. Given that I am not without my Master, I cannot act as I please... For now.

Re: Saber | Fate/Extra

[twin_paradox]

[What a coincidence. A Saint's Cloth will also serve as a costume. And, of course, seeing this other woman gracefully gliding across roofs, Paradox too swings and climbs gracefully onto a roof to look at the other woman. A Gold Saint has to maintain decorum and high ground, after all.]

And who might you be, to move with such speed?

[autocratic]

[ After landing upon the rooftop of a skyscraper, Saber hears the words and idly turns a little to glance at this "Saint" over her shoulder. ]

Such a general question; I am many things and more! You would ask for my identity without giving your own first? Do you not know proper decorum, woman?

[twin_paradox]

Very well then. I have no reason to make a secret of my name.

[She gracefully, and dramatically, sweeps her cape back before answering.]

Gemini Paradox, Gold Saint of Sanctuary.

[Is her armor being extra shiny? And are those flowers floating in the background? Must be your imagination.]

[autocratic]

[ Not gaudy and flashy enough. Saber only tilts her head at the display. ]

What a pretty little bird you make. I am only slightly pleased that certain gods allow for such gaudy display of their officers.

[twin_paradox]

Oh? And what god might you serve?

[She doesn't look like a Saint. Nor does that getup look like a Cloth...]

[autocratic]

"Serve?" Foolishness, what gave you such an impression? My talents rival with the best of them, yes, but never did I serve in their names. Hah! They would be honored if I ever deigned to bend a knee for them!

[twin_paradox]

[She slowly shakes her head.]

Oh my. Such great pride. Such...hubris.

[autocratic]

You state that as if I am ignorant of what levels of value I place myself in, and should feel ashamed for it.

[ She waves her hand in a "shoo shoo" gesture. ]

Your saintly vestments and views are of no interest to me. You should feel honored I give you permission to leave my sight.