knight in sour armor

Knight Kay of the Round Table.  Independent Fate RP blog. 18+. WIP. #sourruler

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Kay knighting Mash and declaring her an equal in the Round Table, partially to spite Galahad, but partially to give her the confidence boost she definitely needs in the LBs. Siri send tweet

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   Come and get your fill of the Best Boy and Mr. Mats Farmer himself, the Archer of Armiati, Arash! As written by Rich, taking into account both legend and game. Character and writer 21+. Nsfvv content possible, will be tagged appropriately.    home | about | stats | ooc

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   “In much the same way a man wracked of thirst might consider ditchwater the finest wine, I suppose I could consider the Knight of the Sun pretty.”

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lacobscur‌:

“In our defense, it did at one point appear in front of the round table and make us all dinner before the expeditions began, so some cup of magical power definitely existed.” The whole quest for it was pretty stupid, though. Lancelot does admit that.

He watches their explanation with sincere concentration – he’s giving his best attempt to track where it’s going, and still feels a little left behind. Magic has never been his forte. Even when capable of proper strategy, he still preferred the hack-and-slash type of problem solving. “So you managed to hook up the training shifts to your video game, is what I’m getting from this? How is it run? – Actually, no, don’t answer that.” He already knows he’s not going to comprehend the answer.

“Better question. How do you, ah..” he waves his hand in the air, looking for the phrase. “Harvest from it, as the shifts involve multiple servants dragging the crystals back from magic safeguards, and this seems to involve no Servants.” He thinks. He’s trying very hard not to sound like a complete idiot, despite the fact that all he’s understood is something-something-Merlin-video-game-QP.

   “Your memory must be better than mine, but I suppose any day away from Gawain’s idea of cooking could be considered a miracle.“ It was the premium issue of welcoming a dream-meddler and illusionist into the court; nothing could be trusted at face value. Kay’d spent too long with Wart and the bastard in question for the glimmer on that Heaven-sent chalice to not wear thin.

   “The difference is simple: they pull in crystals valuing around a million per harvest. I’d appraise this, in purity and structure, at about...” They held up the crystal to the office-style fluorescent lights above, “--seventeen. I’m using the game to visualize and externalize my Self, the World says ‘hey, don’t do that,’ the remnant of that patch job is a trace amount of quantum particles.” No, Lancelot had that stare, he wasn’t getting it. “How to put it... I’m pulling my insides out and when reality shoves them back in, it leaves this behind as residue.”

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lacobscur‌:

“I am not educated in art, so I can’t argue that point, but it seems to also be a monument to how much patience and remarkable amount of free time you have for moving around imaginary blocks.”

   “There was a cup that it was rumored a carpenter in the Middle East drank out of or, alternatively, bled into. We then proceeded to finance, blood and coin, expeditions to find this cup.” Now, it turned out that such a thing very well existed, at least in some form, but it wasn’t like Percival or Galahad ever came around to share it before the end.

   “Mm, the contrary -- this is a direct means of resource collection. The conceit of creating an imaginary world is not too different from that of the esoteric Reality Marble magic. Insofar as I’ve been able to wrest from Merlin and the Chaldean archives (they don’t care for the topic, apparently), conceptualizing this inner world into a visual, moldable form through a video game... It isn’t unlike creating a model. A way by which to make your inner world outer, to swap the Self with the World. And though making a true Marble is for proper magicians, a touch of vulgar magic...” A hand strayed away from the controller. Kay paused (the game), tensed, exhaled. The space above that outstretched hand shuddered, dipped, and tore itself open -- for a moment, a glimpse into a well-worn war-room, stone lit by torches -- only to buckle back into condensed cyan rock, spiritron flux crystallized.

   “It’s not efficient, but it’ll keep your Fog of Glory charged without prana hunger pangs.”

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lacobscur‌:

“One day I will be powerful enough to outsmart Kay.” No, he won’t, but it’s nice to have dreams.

   “Were it only a matter of power. Now, to the point: this is called Minecraft, and it’s art.”

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   “So, good news: El-Melloi and I messed around and we figured out how to get Twitch through Chaldea’s firewalls. Bad news: we put on the MST3K Turkey Day marathon, and Caster of Menlo Park walked by and saw it. We left before the second movie because he just kept looking angrier. Shame, too. Think it was Manos.”

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heofheart‌:

      𝕺f course, Sir Kay would challenge him to a friendly spar – while subtly insulting him. To insinuate the Sun Knight would ever shy away at a chance to prove himself to his brothers in arms– or in this moment– his Aunt– Uncle— in law ? He wasn’t sure which the other Knight preferred now considering the form they were summoned in. Which Gawain had no qualms with either way. They were all still knights— and Sir Kay’s habit of bullying him surely hadn’t changed either. The younger knight huffs his chest as his arms cross defensively. 

                     ❝ 𝕻lease, Sir 𝓚𝓪𝔂, you insult my honor to talk so brashly.                               It’s insult to my character to assume I would turn down a                               challenge based on some extra flesh beneath your breastplate.                               Do you have no sense of being honorable in barking                               challenges like an unruly babe? Or did you swallow your                               maturity down when you were summoned? ❞

   Subtly? They’d have to try harder next time. The roughness wasn’t reserved for Gawain, by any means: anyone thinking that a sword and noble birth made them better than the poor bastards who worked their fingers raw growing bread or barley. It was only their duty to stand in opposition, force them to claim their righteousness. Sandpaper, but for people. For Kay’s part, they didn’t see much point in differentiating in age these days...sixteen hundred and forty-four wasn’t much more impressive than sixteen hundred nineteen. And all that before another natural twenty-seven for the vessel.

   “Honor is saved for bards and books; I don’t see either here.” Glancing down at an imaginary watch, the knight nodded, self-satisfied. “And that...is three past one. Perfect. I’m ready to fight now.”

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   Kay, as a Demi-Servant, isn’t actually all that beefy in the long-term. They’re mortal, for one, and while their Mystery allows them a certain level of durability in Nine Days / Nine Nights and Ruler classing, should they die? It’s back to the Throne, most likely without any of the memory of their life as Tracy, and the long play in managing their reincarnation is for nothing.

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berserkingalter‌:

“I’m built strongly, I can cleave through most matter with ease thanks to my blade and the strength that’s backed behind it. Never doubt the power of Excalibur… even in unworthy hands.”

   “Bemoan your perceived corruption as long as you might like, Wart, but even in my prime, I could barely stand to handle the damned sword. Worthy or not, it picked you.”

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kay voice: are ya winnin son

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okixxts‌:

“I know Nobunaga is strong, but I wish she were here. I don’t know why someone here would capture her. Nobu has no relationship with Avalon kingdom.”

   “Exactly. Only those with relation to Camelot have any connection to Avalon; and even then, most of us hardly dealt with the Fae. Lancelot, Wart, and Merlin -- that’s the majority. As such: Archer was most likely a target of opportunity.”

   “Should the worst come to pass, her Spirit Origin is registered in Chaldea’s summoning system. You won’t be without her for too long.”

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okixxts‌:

“I… I need to find where Nobu is trapped. We should go the gala together.”

   “The Archer of Ambition will be fine, Saber. She’ll not so easily keel over and die.” Beat. Not the most polite, even for Kay. “No offense.”

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   Meanwhile, having opted to not attend the ball in the first place, Kay has enjoyed the run of Chaldea. This entails not only using SHEBA’s bandwidth to observe several wanted video games enough to replicate them, but macaroni and cheese for dinner every night without any Nameless Archers tutting over nutrition, exclusive access to the simulator, and a drastic downturn in the number of uncomfortable conversations with fellow knights!

   The quietly private KOTR Slack channel’s buzzing with updates regarding who’s died and who’s killed them, and that’s drama enough. No need to revisit the land of Fae -- after all, Merlin lives there, and Merlin sucks.

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   “Before I had my revelation, I did a fair amount of mechanic’s work. Went to college for it, even. Don’t think I could hold a candle to Caster of Menlo Park or Archer of Austria, but...in a pinch, all y’really need is t’keep things goin’ a little longer, right?”

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heofheart‌:

@sourruler​ : “I’m about to say the Lord’s name in vain.”

                ❝ 𝓤𝓷𝓬𝓵𝓮– p-please–  ❞

   “Prepare.”

   ...    ...    ...

   “Fuckin’ Christ.”