Burning the Altar

Indie Fate GO Multimuse Canon Divergent and Headcanon Based  Multipara / Novella Rper OC and Crossover Friendly   Summoned by Rachel Wolf

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Indie Fate / Grand Order Multimuse

 Selective- Prefers Multipara & Novella / Canon Divergent & Headcanon Based / Very Crossover & OC Friendly 

A study in: Loyalty, Rebellion, and Facing unresolved trauma

Summoned By Rachel Wolf

Rules 

Muses ( Contains all Bios, Headcanons and starter calls - hover over the icons! )- Mobile/simplified version

Muse Birthdays

Rp Meme tag  ( Always open! )

Interest Checker / Plotting Guide (Mutuals, Please fill ! )

Resources I made for non-fate initiated People: Master/Servant Guide , Glossary

Promo Post ( credit goes to @mysticallities ! )

Art Credit

Current Queue: No set schedule. Getting back in the swing of things.

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v; Modern ( Nobukatsu )

Content Warning: Child abuse

Read Nobunaga's modern verse for context before this one !

After Nobuhibe's hopes of passing on his legacy to his firstborn child had, in his mind, been ruined by the realization of birthing a daughter, he instead pinned his hopes and dreams on his eldest son, Nobukatsu. Unlike his rowdy sister, Nobukatsu was quiet, studious and obedient. While his ability to follow orders and show respect towards authority pleased his father, his temperament did not.

Nobukatsu doesn't have not have the ambition nor the required for business. While he is polite and fairly competent in a social context, he is introverted; far preferring the company of his various pet birds rather than most people. He cares too much, didn't like to cut corners or take risks.

Unfortunately, his father remains convinced that enough 'conditioning' can get him to change into the son he wanted. These efforts to trying and 'toughen' him, however, have so far only resulted in making the boy even more skittish; terrified of making a mistake and making things worse for himself. The only thing his father's encouragements have taught him was to be more manipulative, often for the sake of calming him down.

He often looks to his elder sister for comfort and support admits the combination of emotional and physical bullying he subjected to. He wishes, more than anything, that he had the same type of courage she did to run away from home. If he did, maybe he wouldn't be keeping her chained into always coming back to take care of him.

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v; Modern ( Nobunaga )

Content Warning: Child abuse

Though the glory days of the famed Nobunaga Clan are but a remnant of the past, the Oda family still has a moderate degree of fame in the present day. Rather than engaging in warfare, however, the descendants are instead investors and CEOs, amassing great fortune to the tune of millions of dollars. Save for the trust that may come with their family name, there is nothing notable about their tactics. Investing in property values, holding large shares in well-known companies. Though they are far from TV personalities, the Oda family retains some image in the public eye due to their continued habit of naming their sons and daughters after famed their ancestors.

For a family so direly clinging onto fame from a previous era, then, it is not hard for Nobunaga to imagine the disappointment her father must had for her when she was born. When it had finally come time to pass the most important name in the Oda clan to their firstborn son, he was crushed to learn that the ultrasound had been misread: she was a girl.

A girl, in his mind, could never hope to develop the competitive nature and intellectual foresight needed for business. Nobuhibe saw all his future visions turn to dust. Two years later, his efforts would instead to be used to try and convert her brother, Nobukatsu, to be the heir he wanted.

As the she began to grow, it was with a cruel irony that Nobunaga began to show many of the qualities her father desperately tried to extract from her brother. Unlike the reserved and anxious Nobukatsu, Nobunaga was assertive and charismatic. She was ambitious, bold and intelligent.

But she'd also grown to resent her father. What may have been a desperate attempt to get his approval and attention when she was younger had turned into a full rebellion by the time she was sixteen. Instead of showing interest in economics or business, her attention turned to music. Even canceling her lessons with her private tutor didn't discourage her from playing her electric guitar, head filled with dreams about changing the world with her music. Another punk rock wanna-be disillusioned with reality, as he put it. As if mere words could deter her when she'd suffered under his temper and fists before.

She runs away frequently from home after getting into fights with her father: as many of them shouting matches as they were physical. Most of them are on the treatment of her brother. She doesn't know if she should label this habit as one of cowardice or courage.

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Wanted to share a little bit of perspective / wisdom from someone who's worked in a pediatric Hematology & Oncology clinic

One of the things I realized really quickly working there was just how much marketing goes on when it comes to kids with cancer

On one hand, I think its understandable that they seem to always draw the most pity ( and therefore, donations ) out of people. It's one of the most vulnerable age groups being targeted with an awful illness that they have no say in

But on the other hand, I've become disillusioned with time. You start to notice a pattern when the photographers come in to pick the poster child - it's never the one that we're actually not sure is going to make it. It's always the leukemia patient who has an over 90% chance of survival, who looks just ill enough to attract pity...but not enough to be considered shocking or disturbing.

People in general, I find, have this very warped perception of what cancer is. They have these expectations that the doctor is going to be able to come and tell you what your odds are in raw numbers, or tell you how many months you've got left to live. That's not always the case. In fact, it rarely is that simple. They expect that once a cancer is treated, the deed is done. There's almost always an annoyance that comes with learning that they have to constantly come back with their kids for follow ups and scans for the rest of their childhood.

I'm not trying to tell all of you to devoid yourself of empathy by sharing these things. In fact, I'd like you to exercise the opposite. Realize that there are children suffering from chronic illnesses that you cant see and don't take up nearly as much media attention - like sickle cell anemia, short bowel syndrome, or chronic neutropenia. Everyone one of these children - and by extension, every adult - also deserves empathy.

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( Muse page update!

All muses have now been sorted by their identity rather than their forms. All info on different variants are still available through their info pages, however!

IMPORTANT ADDITION!!!

I now have a page of test muses available ! Aka muses I'm not confident enough with to write full bios for but still want to give a try.

Two are currently available : Gilles de Rais (Saber) and Hildr (Valkyrie). Barghest will probably be added after I finish her lostbelt and read the manga. )

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Quick Progress Report for the day!

Done: Compressed Nobunaga, Okita and Jeanne's pages to be a single block of links their bios/verses to reduce clutter and confusion

Removed: Archer Jeanne's about pages ( AU is still available for crack and joke purposes )

To Do: Organize Jalter's pages in the same way as Nobu and Okita

Want to rewrite Nobu's Modern verse in a more detailed / expanded fashion

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( in the process of reorganizing the bio/ability/verses pages

Some stuff might go missing for a bit but it'll all be accessible by the end of the day ! )

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( Stupid midnight thought but I get the giggles thinking that Nobunaga might still try and claim she’s atheist despite having met / being friends with gods from many different religions

Like yeah you exist but only because humanity believes in you so that doesn’t count

That or- you know. The other explanation of “you’re an alien that also doesn’t count”)

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( Hello everyone !! Happy to say that I am free from final exam hell and will be available full time this summer for a return to tumblr rp !

Taking a few days to catch up on some much needed sleep and to take care of some new computer stuff but-! Hoping to be back to you guys by this weekend as I give the organization of this blog a bit of a makeover )

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9 Games that Kept me awake

Tagged by @hauntedreality ( thank you !!)

Tagging: @rottingkiss, @loyaltyloved, @mysticallities and anyone else who likes horror games / has games that have kept them up for different reasons

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( end of the school year rush always comes to punch me in the face no matter how much I plan for it aaaah )

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( Limbus Company players who think Library of Ruina is too difficult are weak and will not survive Lobotomy corporation )

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@mysticallities said:

Why would she do this, why would she do. THIS?!?!? out of all the places to investigate strange noises, her manor should NOT be, in any universe, a place she would have to do such an activity in! Yet, here she was, scrounging around in the forest behind her manor, head on a swivel and a constant undercurrent of mana swirling around her! Crack! "Hiiieeee!" Her eyes widen and her breathing stops! Turning her head, she sees it. Two crimson red eyes staring at her.... "HIIIYAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!! KYAAAAAA!!!!!!!" Mana bursts from her body as she raises her arms skyward! "E- E--- X--- EXCALIBUR!!!!!!!!" A sword materializes in her right hand as she brings her arms down.... eradicating whatever it was and bathing the forest in light! "Haah.... haah..." she pants and clutches her left breast. Crack. She stiffens again... did it move...?! (Ashe to Berserker bu~)

She really wasn't cut out for this sort of work anymore. Though the very prideful servant would never go so far as to say she'd lost her ability for either combat or forceful diplomacy, even Nobunaga had to admit it had been quite the rough awakening to go from giving rock concerts to being called into action. It was supposed to be something quick: she'd just been intending to spook this local teen who had been a bit too interested in the dark arts lately; convincing them in her own tough-love approach that it was a path he didn't want to be headed down.

Perhaps due to the element of surprise, or just her own general lack of attention, he'd managed to get the slip on her and into these woods before she could accomplish any of that. How annoying....

She'd been trying to think of the best approach to the situation she found herself in, not particularly putting any emphasis on either stealth or what kind of attention a girl with a giant guitar in the middle of the woods might bring. The branches cracking underneath her feet didn't even reach her ears, as she had been much more focused in cussing herself out underneath her breath.

"H-huh...?!"

Her reaction is a second or two delayed after the feminine ( and therefore not belonging to her target ) screech she hears, momentarily more interested on where the noise had come from then why. It doesn't dawn on her right away that she is the source of all this panic.

"Wait, what's wrong?!"

As slow as she is to realize what's happening, she's at least fast enough to react to the very real threat of a spell(?) weapon(?) being materialized in her direction.

"Wait, wait, wait -! Stop !"

She briefly puts her free hand in front of her, before diving over to the right when she sees the blinding light quickly forming to be shot in her direction. It's not the most graceful of landings, but she manages to somehow avoid being burnt to a crisp like the rest of these innocent trees.

Somewhere, a teenage boy also screams in horror. At least her job's bee done for her.

"What are you psychotic?! Atoria's great, great granddaughter or something?! Why are my problems still going back her ten thousand variations?! I'm sick of going back to Camelot! Arthurian lore is overrated and overused! If I'm going to die for doing absolutely nothing , then at least make my death original!"

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@inseparableduo said: “I think I have a good idea. We both look young enough I’m sure we can get some Easter candy by crashing some Easter egg hunts.” (Drew and Nobu)

She's quite used to seeing the age of her body as a detriment - particularly when it came to ability to buy sake or to be unbothered by passing strangers calling her "cute". Nobunaga realizes that it has, in fact, never occurred to her that her deceptive age could be used for such gains-!

"Ah-! You know what?! You're totally right! Why didn't I think of that?? I could have totally gotten away with walking around on Halloween with my full cape and everything too! Wait- you don't think we could pass brother and sister do you? Maybe adopted siblings? Best friends? We've gotta come up with a compelling backstory here-!"

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( Y'all I think something is seriously wrong with my pokémon game )

April fool's event is very funny though

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@byimagination said:

"...That's what 'Holy Grail Wars' are...?" -Kazuya sat thoughtfully across from Jeanne after a long-winded explanation, absorbing the information piece-by-piece after she'd told him some more of her knowledge from realms beyond. A brow furrowed, and his head lowered in thought as his foot seemed to tap in place as if disquieted by what he'd learnt. "...They sound an awful lot like what the War of Bel was like. Champions hunting each other down, no one knowing where, how the fighting would happen..." -Giving it a second more thought, he raised his head up once more, his eyes having gained a hint of understanding as they placed their attention firmly upon Jeanne. "If they wanted you to oversee these things on some sort of frequent basis, I can see why you were so desperate to leave. It's... it doesn't suit you, does it? I couldn't imagine you simply standing by and not only watching, but ensuring that something like the War of Bel happened. Is that why you reached for my soul the second you made contact?"

She only gives a silent, solemn nod as a first response. Though usually reserved person by nature, it's even more true at the moment; where she feels like she's taken up far too much attention and time. Though the ruler was used to rallying forces, motivating those crowds had always been on behalf of someone else. For the God she worshiped so dearly; He who sent His angels to whisper in her ear.

Never before has she allowed herself to be as selfish as to talk about her own past turmoil. It was a period of time she wasn't fond of recalling: the impossible task of being asked to remain impartial while there was so much suffering around. Her life had been led by her own conviction - having no desire for the holy grail did not mean she was devoid of a heart.

"I don't claim to be free of bloodshed myself...." she admits, hands clasping each other tightly. Her gauntlets had been taken off - the rattling they were making as her hands had begun to shake had been too intrusive to bear earlier. "But the violence seemed so pointless - and so many innocent lives would often get swept up in the chaos...I...how how could I just stand there?"

She doesn't look at him at she poses the question, acknowledging that it was a question beyond his ability to answer.

"I would have continued to endure the splitting headaches had I still been able to intervene but - the Counter Force wouldn't allow it. So my power as a ruler was stripped from me, bit by bit..."

All the knowledge she should have held inherently was taken, replaced by vague prophetic nightmares to drive her mad. No longer able to tell names at a glance, determine powers or locations. A Ruler in name alone.

"I should be the most powerful class of servant - but I'm afraid all of it has left me with little more than the power to be a guardian rather than a true fighter. And for that...I am sorry. I wish I could be of better use to you, after saving me from that hell..."

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@chibitantei said: Can I have another banter post with Saber Okita and Modern Okita but this time sweets related

"You can just....buy sweets? Whenever you want...no need to wait for a holiday or a certain season? Even in the middle of winter....?"

"That's right - but with that amount of freedom comes a great burden as well....since your access to sweets would be unlimited, your self control needs to be exponentially stronger. Money isn't the issue - it's the burden that knowing eating too much of them could rob you of energy at a critical moment later on. Sugar is joy - but it is also a poison that must be taken in tempered doses."

"....maybe the future isn't such a terrible place after all..."