#fsl event 2

[fatestainlens-blog]

[ EVENT #2] : b e l l u m (End)

The large scale offensive had reached it’s conclusion. Despite their enemy’s best efforts, it seemed as though their increase in power could only prolong their inevitable defeat. After all-

This place was meant to fall.

The battlefield was littered with the bodies of the fallen. A sea of knights and villagers, all brought to rest by the overwhelming power of the Servants who fought to preserve their existence. Soon enough, their forms began to vanish into nothingness, much like the world around them seemed to be. The castle still stood tall, but was now virtually defenseless to the Servants that stormed through it’s well fortified doors with ease. Anyone who proceeded through those halls  could feel it. The overwhelming presence that awaited them further down. Leading towards the throne room.

Some expected yet another adversary to be slayed. And wondered if they would even be capable of achieving such a feat. After all, even for a Servant, being involved in such a prolonged battle must have nearly depleted their reserves. Their stamina. But what choice did they have? If they did not stop the source, they would never be able to leave. And those who died in this fight would remain dead forever.

The doors to the throne room opened as they proceeded. Some readying their weapons immediately as the pressure enveloped them all. However, despite the feeling of dread and danger lingering in the air, all that awaited them was something that could not possibly be deemed a threat.

A lone figure sat upon a throne. Their form completely covered in armor, which made it impossible to discern just who they were. However, the mere fact that they sat there was enough for anyone to conclude that he was someone of importance. Most likely a king. Why, then, did they not appear to be a threat? The fact that their armor had been punctured. Their blood dripping from their wounds. This person.. They were clearly dying. Or rather, they should have already died. Something kept them from doing so. Almost as though it were some strong conviction. A conviction that defied the reality of their situation entirely.

But they were not real. Nothing here was real. This was the source of the distortion. Their conviction giving birth to this twisted world where those who should have died merely rise once again, only to repeat and endless cycle of death and revival. It was inhumane. It went against everything that was just. Yet, why was it, then? Why was it that it was almost pitiful? Even as the armored figure sat there, glaring at their adversaries through their helm, why did the very sight of them seem so somber?

We can confirm that this is the cause. The origin of the distortion. So these distortions can take the shape of humans as well.. In any case, there is no need to hesitate. Slay them and this world should be freed from their influence. After which, the Grail will take care of the rest.

It was a simple choice. It was the only choice. What reason was there to hesitate on this task? That was what they had come here for, after all. As such, the only course of action now is to--

[X]

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This single the end of the Bellum event! You are free to finish any ongoing threads you may have, but do refrain from making new ones. As you may have noticed, we’re leaving our members with the choice of how this event truly ends. After we’ve received enough votes, we will write up an epilogue post and put numerous changes to the group in action. You can continue making non event related threads, but have the outcome of this event remain ambiguous in them (Since we obviously don’t know what it is yet)

Thank you to everyone who took part in the event!

[foolofdeath-blog]

softly screams through the fabric of reality--

I APOLOGIZE SINCERELY FOR ALL OF THE RP DELAYS LATELY a lot’s been going on, with me resuming classes a few days ago and me generally being unable to sit down and focus on my writing

anyways, i’ll be keeping all current threads going, but anything i haven’t written yet will be moved to the second part of the event!! With that taken into consideration, here’s a fresh RP ad for the second part of the event! I’ll be capping it at 2 likes for the time being!

[foolofdeath-blog]

@unchainedphantom

       > Huh. 

       > You’d been expecting a number of things when the ‘distortions’ had been brought up. Anything similar to the Shadows you’d faced in life came to mind, and you had anticipated to face some sort of easily identifiable monsters.

       > But, European medieval knights? You almost thought the GRAIL was pranking you, until you saw the entire context. The never-ending war, the immortal soldiers trapped in it--you caught on within seconds. Resolving it was still a big question, but it was one that you could find the answer to later. 

       > Especially when you’ve got several guys running at you, screaming over your music.

       > This wouldn’t normally be an issue, given your status as a Persona-user, but something was off with these knights. They moved faster, hit harder, reacted quicker than what a normal human should be capable of. It was vaguely Servant-like, and you soon realized that, in a straight fight, you weren’t going to be able to just charge through them. Especially when you realized only a Servant could finish these enemies off.

       > Fortunately for you, while Saber wasn’t on standby, another Servant was.

              “Let us end it... Thanatos!!”

       > The otherworldly harbinger of death, sword drawn, let out a bestial roar. He tore into the surrounding knights, striking with a ferocity the already weakened knights simply couldn’t stand up to. Despite your Persona’s fury, that wouldn’t be enough to finish the enemy off. 

       > That job... was up to your current partner. 

              “They’re down, Avenger. Go for it!”

「

       [ Δ ] All-Out Attack

       [ O ] Break Formation

       [ ✖ ] Talk

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[fatestainlens-blog]

[ EVENT #2] : b e l l u m (Phase 1)

Read event preludes [PART 1] [PART 2] [PART 3]

The decision had been made. Those who chose to battle would advance towards near certain death. Those who chose not to would stay behind, leaving their fate in the hands of the brave few. The barrier surrounding Utopia continued to waver, seemingly crumbling from the very top. Slowly, but surely, the distortions were beginning to overpower the GRAIL itself. If left alone, the barrier would fade and the horrors that lurked outside would come to ravage everything.

Masters and Servants stood by, their Triplicata flashing as a new function had been implemented into it. A means of long distance travel between locations. In short, teleportation. Using this, they could leave the confines of the barrier and head towards their destination. However, before they could do so, the voice rang through their ears once again. This time, offering a warning.

“While within Utopia, the GRAIL has offered you all several boons to ensure that you all live your life to the fullest. This also entails a form of resurrection. Even if you were to be killed within Utopia, the GRAIL would return you to this world. However, this is due to the GRAIL’s influence. And as I stated before, the outside world rejects it. As such..”

Those who died outside of Utopia would experience true death. The GRAIL would be unable to revive them, unless they succeeded in dispelling the distortion. Even maintaining communication with the Servants would prove difficult. As such, they would have to steel their resolves and acknowledge the fact that they may never return if they fail.

The Triplicata flashes once more. This time, it’s light far more intense than before. As the blending light envelops all within the vicinity, a feeling of vertigo overcomes them. Despite not having moved a step, everything feels as though it is shifting past them at tremendous speed. And ahead of them, a hole in the light. A doorway of sorts. It closed in rapidly, spreading out as if to envelop them before..

----Location: Britain, Unknown

It was as though they were suddenly thrust into the distant past. The smell of blood and burnt flesh reach their noses. The clanging of steel reach their ears. The sight of thousands upon thousands engaged in a bloody war. A war against whom? There were no visible banners to display allegiances to any sides. In a way, it seemed to be a war between countrymen and nothing more. Brother slayed brother mercilessly as their cries of anguish and rage fill the air. But something is amiss. Those who were slain would rise once more. Those who had been burnt to cinders would rise from the ashes. They would take up their weapons once more. They would fight to the death once again. Only to rise and repeat the  process.

This was wrong. Something was clearly amiss. This was clearly a Distortion upon reality. Common sense held no meaning here. However, the sounds of war soon begin to die down. Steel no longer clashed. Footsteps came to an abrupt halt. And the gazes of those who had once been mutilating one another shifted away from each other.. And towards those who had intruded upon this domain.

Intruders

Those who did not belong in this world.

Enemies

Those who would take it all away.

Death

To those who would get in their way. This world would not end. This world could not end. This war would never end.

Never end. Never end. Never end. Never end. Never end. Never end. Never end. Never end. Never end. Never end. Never end. Never end. Never end. Never end. Never end. Never end. Never end. Never end. Never end. Never end. Never end. Never end. Never end. Never end. Never end. Never end. Never end. Never end. Never end. Never end. Never end. Never end. Never end. Never end. Never end. Never end. Never end. Never end. Never end.

They charge to protect ____. Their weapons brandished. Their eyes filled with bloodlust. They moved unlike humans. Almost as though they were.. Servants. Thus, the first war for the fate of mankind began. On a battlefield devoid of saints and sinners.

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Welcome to FSL’s second event and the first of many lore based events! This is Bellum, an event where Masters and Servants must embark on their first true mission together. Though they were not told everything as of yet, they are now aware that their actions may very well save what is left of mankind. You find yourselves in what appears to be the Britain of old, now wrapped up in some form of civil unrest which resulted in an eternal war without reason. Your task? Fight. Survive. This is the first main offensive against a Distortion, so there is no real plan of attack. All you can do is try to bring down their numbers. But don’t worry. Despite them seemingly reviving upon killing each other, the enemy is incapable of reviving if killed by a Servant.

Firstly, this event is not mandatory. You are free to continue simply doing non event interactions if you wish!

This event will be divided into two phases. The second phase will be revealed in time.

As stated in the rules, Servants without Masters are incapable of using their Noble Phantasms. So they’ll have to rely on their other skills to survive.

A large scale battle is taking place. While the exact location is unknown, the place you currently find yourself in is undoubtedly Britain. The current battlefield itself consists of a wide, open plain riddled with bodies of the fallen, scarred patches of land and flames consuming everything. In the distance one could barely make out burning villages, numerous mountains and further still, a castle looming over the hills. Servants who’s legends are based off of English lore will boost in power.

If the enemies were to be classified as Servants, their paramaters would all be D, with some minor boosts depending on the enemy type. As such, they wouldn’t pose that much of a threat against most Servants one on one. However, their sheer numbers could prove to be a problem. 

There are three enemy types to be dealt with in the first phase of this event. The first are Light armor Knights. As the name suggests, these Knights wear minimal armor for protection, but this allows them to move with more ease. Fighting multiple of these enemies can be difficult. Light armor Knights wield a number of weapons, ranging from short swords to spears and bows. They also make use of shields to slightly make up for their lesser defenses. The second enemy type are the Heavy armor Knights. While slower than their Light armor counterparts, it is far more difficult to down these Knights due their defenses. While it’s less likely to find them in groups, having multiple of them together could make them formidable shields. As far as their weaponry goes, they arm themselves with Longswords (most notably claymores) and spears. The final enemy type are the Villagers. These enemies are weaker than even low ranked Servants, but are still endowed with superhuman strength and will fight with anything they can get their hands on. Masters are capable of fighting these enemies directly, depending on their level of power. Though for powerless masters, it is still safer to rely on your Servant.

You are free to write drabbles or group threads as well. You do whatever you want your character to be doing!

Any further questions regarding the event can be thrown at our inbox. We will do our best to answer them!

Enjoy the event!