Avalon

A roleplaying blog centered around the character Saber from the Fate/Prototype Series. Commonly affiliated with the MHGW but open to any sort of asks as well as any other roleplayers who wish to interact with this blog.

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Fate series is a TYPE-MOON media collective that follows various events called Holy Grail Wars that involve Masters, generally accomplished magi, summoning Servants, Heroic Spirits, and battling each other until the last remaining pair can claim the purported Holy Grail. It began with the visual novel, Fate/stay night, and has since gathered a number of prequels, sequels, spinoffs, and adaptations bearing the same “Fate” name.

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雨 | -Rokugatu- [pixiv] 

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ブリュンヒルデおねえさん | つえづ [pixiv] 

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pakoさんはTwitterを使っています: https://t.co/pec6gQ0Bmg

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Aniplex+ F/GO!

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Figma Gilgamesh!

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「セイバーオルタ huke Ver.」全貌公開…！ 予約開始日も解禁されました。 ぜひ特設ページをチェックしてくださいね。 http://bit.ly/1QH9Gt3

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WHo asked for Moses? no one? OK

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アニバーサリー礼装 | まる。@ [pixiv] 

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I’m never going to get her

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Source

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Sacrifice [Closed RP]

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At his suggested tactic, she gave a nod. Though it was clear she was hesitant. She didn’t want to have to drag a close friend into her fight and risk getting hurt, but it was obvious that he wanted to assist her. “I cannot convince you to simply leave, I’m aware of that. I just pray that you’ll be ok if such assistance is needed.”

And with that, their battle continued. Metal clashed against metal, sparks from their weapons colliding flew. She had managed to wound the servant somewhat, but she was beaten so much that she could hardly focus her vision. Her gaze momentarily turned to the saber that stood some distance away, watching with some concern in his eyes.

‘I regret pushing your assistance aside, but the last thing I want is a good friend getting hurt.’ She thought to herself, an apologetic look in her eyes.

The enemy’s next attack made her leap back, narrowly dodging a blow that surely would have finished her. “Curse it…” She kicked the servant away from her before leaning against a wall, her eyes shutting as her hand clutched one of her wounds. “I can’t continue…” She muttered, making any attempt to heal the wounds that she obtained during the fight.

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“Tch!”

He knew this moment had been fast approaching judging by Genna’s movements rapidly becoming more reckless and sluggish against the Lancer’s quick attacks. But as he saw her leap back, and in such a defenseless position, his shock was still finding new ways to creep up upon himself. Her words were barely audible in the midst of chaos around the area but Arthur swiftly assumed they were the signal for a tag out to occur. 

Almost as if out of thin air he stood between the two servants, raring to challenge the Lancer while at the same time blocking the opening to the female Archer. Keeping eyes set focused on the enemy he spoke with a stern tone.

“I will take over for here on out, but be sure to keep yourself on high alert Archer. I don’t want to see you losing consciousness over there alright?” 

Gritting his teeth, a few seconds had passed with tension rising steadily. Then sporadically the lance wielder leaped wildly; positioning themselves for an aerial attack before raining down a fury of thrusts. Using both hands on his weapon overhead, most direct attacks were blocked in a shower of sparks. The Lancer soon ended their relentless attack leaving them susceptible to a counterattack, which Arthur gladly took advantage of. Releasing his sword’s invisible air, the Lancer was thrown even higher in a torrent of wind offsetting their balance.

Leaping through the tunnel of air, Arthur slashed at the unbalanced foe with Excalibur’s golden light; trailing behind his swing. Ruthlessly ripping through their torso like a fang, the Lancer silently went limp while midair before violently falling to the ground, collapsing like a rag doll. 

Landing back on the ground, Arthur regained the air covering his sword while awaiting any sign of movement from the figure. Time ticked by slowly, but the body had not shown any signs of life since dropping to the ground. Finally letting out a breath, he relaxed his shoulders and lowered the blade. Seemingly, the Lancer was dead.

“Genna I believe they have been defeated, you can lower your guard now.”

He spoke before turning around to see the Archer missing from her original position. In that brief moment of confusion he failed to notice the Lancer behind him raising their arm, lance gripped tightly, before launching the pole arm towards the unsuspecting back of the knight.  

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ヒロインＸさん | ののの

※Permission to post was given by the artist

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士剣 or in English Judges sword