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cap is at 3!

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got caught by the activity check but yeah, still here
I wanna try to have Angra interact with more people so hereâs a starter call
cap is at 3!
moonstudentmagus:
Angra Mainyu? Really? OK, she realized she did feel a vague recollection of that woman from his presence despite the otherwise completely different demeanor but⊠Well, first off, the fact that he was a Servant at all means he canât be the Angra Mainyu. Gods cannot be incarnated as Legendary Souls and summoned as Servants unless they have a mortal avatar that qualifies on their own merits, such as Amaterasu incarnating as a certain jackal.
It was possible that this Avenger was some mortal avatar of Angra Mainyu, but as far as Hakuno knew, no records of such an avatar existed. The familiarity she felt, her experiences with Angra Mainyu/CCCâŠit was more likely that he was a man who took on the evils of humanity for whatever reason, a sacrifice to those evils. This wasnât a theory she was 100% on though, Avengerâs physical manifestation and presence was far below the demonic atrocity of Heavenâs Hole. He seemed likeâŠjust an ordinary man with tattoos and a bad attitude.
She made no further attempt to escape, instead standing firmly planted in place. âDo I have this right?â Her words were a quiet tone to match his own. âThe Zoroastrian embodiment of All the Worldâs Evil manages to qualify as a Legendary Soul despite his status as a Divine Spirit. He incarnates not as a grand demon who can envelop the entire world-â she cringed slightly as she said this. â-but as an ill tempered man who goes around shirtless and gets upset at weakling Masters teasing him.â
She sighed. âThatâs why I questioned myself about you being some embodiment of evil. It didnât make sense to me since you seem moreâŠobnoxious and petty than the levels of evil and maliciousness such a title implies.â Hakuno, donât push him. â⊠I somehow doubt someone like you was born Angra Mainyu, assuming if you arenât just lying to me entirely. Who are you?âÂ
Ouch nowâs that harsh.
With one unforgiving word after the other taking a stab at his mood, his cocky overconfident self has nothing much to do but wipe that vicious smile off his face. Itâs pathetic, but everything she just said about being petty and ill-tempered and even about getting upset over weak Masters pulling his leg is true. But sheâs wrong about one thing. Sure, heâs a sore loser who puts the name âAngra Mainyuâ, the great nemesis of Zoroastrianism, the god of evil, to shame... if the name ever deserved such an overly frigginâ grand scale. Seriously, the name âAngra Mainyuâ shouldâve been known as the god of pebbles or something. Something small. Thatâs what such a bothersome name deserves. Too bad historyâs full of crap and just couldnât let him have his work cut out for him but thatâs a rant for another time, so heâll have to continue to pour rotten effort into a rotten name.
Nonetheless whether sheâs right or wrong about something as bothersome as his own name, it bugs him to hear her yap like she knows what sheâs talking about and insult him like he didnât just threaten her and yank her around moments ago. She isnât Master either so he doesnât feel like being forgiving and letting her insults slide. Though speaking of Master, he canât exactly do much to get back at this annoying girl can he? âMaster wouldnât like thatâ, at this rate itâll become a mantra that reminds him to hold back. Like a leash. Yeah, a leash. That sounds about right.
âSlander. This is slander. My whole meaning of life has just been defiled by your words.â His tone drips with sarcasm. âListen up you flat-chested plain-faced Master,â he leans in close, stares at her dead in the eye. âIf I wanted to lie to you, I wouldâve already done so the second you mistook me for one of those damn alters.â
He pulls away, though the grip he still has on her wrist tightens for a moment. ( How much more pressure until he leaves more than just a nasty looking bruise on her wrist? ) âThe Holy Grail isnât holy. Shouldnât you know that already, dear victor?â He says mockingly. âThe name Angra Mainyu isnât a name fit for a hero, thatâs for sure.â What a big joke thatâd be. He chuckles. âBut exceptions exist. Divine spirits, All the Worldâs Evil... Even the Grail canât deny those. And if they arenât exactly living up to their namesake?â Like himself, of course. âWell, no one told you to have high expectations.â
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LEAVE A âVALUE MEâ IN MY ASK, AND IâLL WRITE A DRABBLE ABOUT MY CHARACTER TELLING YOURS HOW THEY FEEL ABOUT THEM.
@weakestevil - This drabble is like 4 pages long, and I wrote so much and I hope you enjoy it fjkadckdjf
Setting: Before Stella City / Before Solomon Temple
Value. What does it mean to value someone?
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sinceremoon:
She had so many things on her mind, it had disappeared immediately when her eyes set on him. Happiness and confusion was mixed together. Whether this was good or bad feeling, it was hard to describe. Especially since it was him, Avenger also known as Angra Mainyu. Yet, she ignores this and she smiles vibrantly. Heâs her Servant, (a friend or even dearest companion, if she dares says it out loud), a familiar face that eases her loneliness and pain from being in an unfamiliar place. Despite the fact that heâs so unexpected, sheâs absolutely grateful that heâs here.
Even if the fact he warns her over and over again, that she shouldnât lower her guard around him or keep her distance from him, who else can she trust right now?
Then he like ever before ruins the mood. She snorts slightly in return while rolling her eyes mocking him. Hand at her hip, she sticks her tongue out at him. âFine, fine! Weakest servant! I however as your Master is allowed to think that youâre strong once in awhile.â She folds her arm and looks away, âYeah, yeah! I get it. Donât come to me when someone besides yourself calls you weak!â A false frown on her face, but sheâs giggling a little. It was so nice somehow or another to argue with him like this.
She recoils slightly when he asks about being her only option, only to look away. Clasping her hand over her arm, she looks a bit glum deciding to let him answer that himself. The cruel reminder came back at her hard. Mash nor her other Servants wasnât with her. A low sigh of exasperation came out and she looked back at him. âOh gee! I donât know! Protect me from the terrifying, militant sheep or something?â A look of annoyance appears and sheâs this close to flick him on the forehead, but decides against it. âGood old Avenger. Being annoying and unuseful as ever. At leastâŠâ She stops her thoughts, âHeâll scold me if I told him, that he can be good company. Definitely.â A scolding by him would not sound so great⊠the thought of it ticked her off.
Sheâs almost lost in thoughts for a second there or two when Avenger speaks to her, disrupting her thoughts. Ah, he wanted to see her Command Seals. She becomes a pokered face as she nods at him quietly. Unhesitatingly, she pulls off her fingerless gloves off of her scarred and marked right hand. Putting upwards showing her intact Command Seals. She closes her eyes, âIâm not sure⊠but this city is kind of strange.â
He can't deny the disappointment he feels when he sees that blinding smile which only Master could pull off for even an evil entity like himself disappear. Yet at the time same time, he can't help but feel relieved that he no longer has to withstand Master's radiant expression, the true brunt of her seemingly unlimited kindness. But still, even if Master's teasing appears to be her own charming way of countering his habit of tainting that pure joy of hers, he would've preferred agonizing over her kindness than her teasing any day. Of course, he's really exaggerating on the damage a weak Servant like him could possibly receive from a few jabs but his pride as a sore loser is at stake here! So with his and her luck in mind, he'll have to look forward to the day he can remind Master that he told her heâd be even more useless than usual should there ever be an... actual terrifying, militant sheep running havoc like itâs some sort of fake Berserker. But for now, itâs time to confirm some things about that collar of his in the form of those Command Seals on Masterâs hand.
Except he can't help but stare intently at Master for easily complying with his request. How trusting, how careless. Isnât she nervous about showing off her Command Seals to him without knowing his intentions? Doesnât she remember that the only thing that had kept him under control back then ( back when their Master-Servant relationship was extremely rocky ) were those Command Seals? If those Command Seals donât work, just what exactly are they going to do? He told Master not to trust him and he trusted himself not to care, but look where they are now. ( If those Command Seals donât work, will nothing change at all? )
He tears away from his thoughts ( and in turn, manages to drag his stare down to finally look at Masterâs hand instead ), realizing he mustâve kept quiet for a bit too long now. He raises an eyebrow and gives her a lopsided smile.âOh come on, Master.â He snickers. âIâd say this city isnât just kind of strange. Have you seen the weirdos walking around here?â  Surely she wonât notice his inner turmoil if he jokes around. âBut Iâll tell ya now, there was one weirdo I really couldâve done without meeting!â
He finds himself feeling content with looking at Masterâs hand at first. The compelling sight of scars and burn marks all over Masterâs hand is something heâll never get tired of. But then he noticed the Command Seals and... that was the problem. He noticed them after he distracted himself with the scars on Masterâs hands. âWell then.â The Command Seals usually have a certain air to them, but now? Those red markings might as well be a tattoo. âIâm done looking.â He says slowly, but he still continues to stare at those useless markings. âSo the Command Seals are useless? Hey, Master... What do you think about that?â He had to ask. He wanted to know what Master was thinking. âAre you worried?âÂ
back from hiatus ( tho I shouldâve been back yesterday whoops )! Iâll be working on replies for the rest of the week, but I might post a starter call later today or tomorrowÂ
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Complicated technology was such a hassle, the detective had trouble figuring out how to work the self-checkout machine. It was a struggle figuring out how to scan his purchases or even how to pay for it at all. Heâs gotten about as far as pressing the start button⊠that was one thing he figured out how to do, at least.
Oh. It appeared that someone was now making fun of him. He seemed unfazed by it however, too busy trying to determine how to correctly scan the barcode. âGeez! These machines are so pesky. I canât even find what buttons to press on this thing⊠such a bother.â
Shopping like an ordinary person is familiar and foreign at the same time. On one hand, heâs never really had to do something as mundane as shopping. Heâs a Servant. Heâs All the Worldâs Evil. Doing something like that hasnât ever really been his job. But on the other hand, the memories of Emiya Shirou seems to do a good job at flooding his head with all these false reminders that he has in fact shopped before like an ordinary person because how else would he know what heâs doing.
He snorts. Though heâs not sure he can say the same about the person in front of him. âHey, hey, you! Youâre... â He laughs. âYouâre starting a line!â Not really. Heâs the only one waiting. But that doesnât him from jeering. âUsing these machines isnât supposed to be hard, yâknow? So hurry up and get to it already!â
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moonstudentmagus:
He really wasnât letting her go. She was tempted to just push past him and keep going; he was a Servant but what power he may or may not have was likely dampened here in the city. But the way he chattered, how he challenged her to hear him out, she couldnât refuse him. She was stubborn like that, it seems they had that in common.
She couldnât say he was wrong about Extra Classes. Of the two she directly knew of Ruler seemed to be a purely administrative class with all the advantages thatâd imply and Savior seemed like just a cheat class, a powerful container to summon powerful, world saving Servants. Was Avenger, and she couldnât believe that was actually a real thing, a cheat class too? A Servant of Vengeance sounded especially like something unfair to summon, though this AvengerâŠ.didnât look the part.
âOh, so impotently lashing out is just your personal skill then.â He set himself up for that and while she wanted to just walk away, if he would have her stay, heâd be prepared for it.
Why did she call him the embodiment of evil? To be honest, he reminded her today of all the people she felt naturally opposed to. These people were ultimately evil humans who wished suffering upon others for their own selfish reasons. Some of them believed they were helping bring humanity salvation in the long run, others just wanted to indulge their wicked desires, but there is no doubt in her mind that they were evil. âItâs like I said. You reminded me of multiple different people who I naturally dislike, evil people. To invoke all of those people, with separate goals and desires, what else could you be but All the Worldâs Evil?â
Her voice calmed again, reflecting properly on those people made her realize something. âBut I was wrong to call you that. I donât know you. You are just a rude Servant who happened to push at my buttons.â She tried to pull away from his grasp now, not to move past him, but to get some distance.
âIf I didnât waste my question already, may I ask your True Name? There is no Grail War in Stella City, I donât think there is even death.â There was a graveyard, at least, but she never recalled even hearing of a funeral in town.
Even if he was curious about her answer, even if he had a feeling her answer would be on the right track ( after all, sheâd guessed his class correctly without knowing a damn thing about it ), he doesnât like what heâs hearing at all. He doesnât want to hear her call him All the Worldâs Evil even if thatâs what he is. Because she isnât his Master? Because sheâs dangerously good at guessing? Because it shouldnât be the most obvious thing in the world to a Master who just found out the Avenger Class is real? It doesnât matter what the reason is. It still pisses him off.
But what really pisses him off is how easily she writes herself off for calling him All the Worldâs Evil. Sheâs saying she was wrong? Wrong after giving him that utterly naive and simple explanation as to why he is what he is? He wants to look insulted. He wants to laugh. He wants tear her apart even more. Instead, he keeps a blank face and wonders if Master will forgive him for letting loose just for a few seconds. ( Of course she wonât ).Â
â...My True Name?â He canât help but think for a moment that this annoying girl has some nerve asking for his True Name when she can probably figure it out for herself. --But thatâs right, he reminds himself, she canât figure it out right now because she just had to doubt herself. âHmm...â Jeez, for someone whose either really good at guessing or has a pretty impressive intuition, it sure failed her this time. But... doesnât that mean he gets to spell out the answer to a question she couldâve answered on her own? Putting it that way lifts up his mood a little.
âMy True Name!â He says again, though with a lot more energy this time. The smile he gives her is one full of false innocence. âOf course, of course! Iâll answer that completely useless question of yours with pleasure! But first--â He roughly pulls at her wrist, wanting to shatter that distance she pathetically tried to put between them. ( Surely Master will forgive him for at least this level of violence ). âDonât move away, âkay? Giving out my True Name to some annoying girl?â Especially without Masterâs permission? âIt ainât easy for me, yâknow! But because Iâm doing it anyway, the least I can do is say it quietly, right?â The way he says it makes it seem like it was an obvious thing to do. âThatâs why you canât move away! Got it?â And for the heck of it, he gently tugs at her wrist.Â
âThat intuition of yours really is amazing.â He hates it. He praises her anyway. âSo whyâd you doubt yourself, plain face? Calling me All the Worldâs Evil...! Donât you know how right you were?â Thereâs no point in keeping up with his fake innocent smile so he replaces it with a wide manic grin. âAfter all,â he says quietly, like he said he would, âmy nameâs Angra Mainyu. Have you heard of me? Iâm everyoneâs extreeemely convenient evil being.â
â„ :Opinion on love from the first sight
Love is a strong as hate, right? That means if hating someone or something from the first sight is possible, then loving someone or something from the first sight is probably possible as well. ( And if thatâs the case, he really wants to have nothing to do with the whole love at first sight thing ).
â : Favorite weather
Clear skies and warm temperatures because that means thereâs nothing stopping him from going outside to mess around.
Your master?
He likes Master, who seems to so easily accept him and trust him and treat him kindly despite him being All The Worldâs Evil. Itâs very different from his previous Master, who seemed to enjoy having long and deep conversations with him yet still keep him at arms length.Â
But he isnât trying to say Master is better than his previous Master, comparing a Master heâs had before with his current one isnât really his style. What heâs trying to point out is that undeniable distance between him and that woman wasnât wrong.Â
As a matter of fact, that distance is what he and Master should have as well. Heâs All The Worldâs Evil, after all! Master should hurry up and be more wary of him! Stop praising him already! Stop saying he isnât the weakest Servant! And seriously, stop giving him that blinding smile already! Doesnât she know that smile of hers is filing his mind with all these mushy emotions he shouldnât have?! That really isnât supposed to happen! Itâs not easy pretending those emotions donât exist!
( Ah but heâll say it once more before heâll feel like disappearing for screwing up this badly. He likes Master. To the point where heâs fine remaining loyal to Master even in this city where he isnât tied down by Command Seals. But still⊠Wouldnât it be really dangerous if she found out? )
@sinceremoon
The Master you had before Yuu, if you remember them?
That serious and self-righteous woman? Of course he remembers her. The story he had with her isnât one heâll ever forget.
He remembers their late night conversations on vengeance and killing and unearthing his past.He remembers saving that Master who acted reckless for once and getting no praise and thinking âyeah, I got stuck with some spoiled princessâ. He remembers talking about love and trust and thinking âdonât pity me! If youâre going to pity me, come back with love instead! Please love me, thatâs itâ.
He remembers dying by her side over and over again in a pointless war for his and her pointless wishes.
He remembers saving that woman because of the both of them, she was the only one who deserved a true happy ending.
That âhero of justiceâ no longer has anything to do with him, but the memories he has of her are without a doubt something he holds dear.
â : Opinion on death
Killing is fun, but death? He doesnât really care much about it. Dying happens all the time ( it sure as heck has happened to him often ) so the only thing anyone can do is deal with it, right?
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â¶ : Opinion on killing
âIâll kill everything. If I donât, Iâm not going to be able to stay insane. If I donât, I wonât be able to bear with sanity.â âOnce, in a story that no longer has anything to do with him, these words of his were his only thoughts on killing. During that time, he had a Master who would only allow him fight when it was necessary. When it came to killing, it had to be nothing less than a daily routine of his so being held back by that troublesome Master really drove him up a wall.
Though with his current Master, those urges of his seems to have calmed down even if he doesnât fight very often. At the moment, killing sounds like a nice way to let the time pass.
âŻ: Do they believe in karma?
He does, to a certain extent. He believes in bad karma but good karma? Thereâs no way something like that is a definite for anyone. Fate doesnât work that way, in his opinion.
â : Opinion on lying
Lying, lying, lying. What a wonderful thing! Though he himself hardly ever lies ( unless deliberately hiding things counts as lying ), he loves the deception and untruthfulness behind lies because itâs an act of human sin. And of all the things he loves the most about humans, of course it would have to be the evil within them since itâs his one and only favorite sustenance!
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