>[ ] You're Yumigawa Rushorou, apathetic model student and student council president. You had a normal day, full of studying and close attention paid to peers and teachers alike. After classes you presided over a council meeting, went home, and studied after dinner. You did have a late night snack of cheese and crackers in addition to your normal glass of milk before bed, though, which deviated from your normal diet...

>[ ] You're Matsuda Ryuuta, bloody-knuckled delinquent. You skipped morning classes to go to an arcade, showed up to school for lunch, and napped through afternoon classes. Afterwards, you and your lackeys beat up a group of underclassmen who've been acting up and challenging your dominance of the school, and enjoyed frightening some fat-ass, balding office worker on your way home. That guy was shaking in his shoes! All in all, a pretty average day, maybe a bit better than average. Come to think of it, though, one of your cigarettes tasted pretty weird. Could one of your buddies have slipped you something?

>[ ] You're Ogawara Yatsuhide (Net handle Yatsuka), an antisocial otaku. You barely woke up in time to get to school, but there wasn't much to speak of after that. You tolerated your classes, avoided the eyes of fellow students, and quickly escaped from the 3D pigs. After getting home, you cooked yourself dinner since your parents are never around, washed the dishes, and did some gaming until Thursday's late-night anime came on. Tonight's episode of Pururin was particularly delectable, but when you got on 2ch to discuss it, some asshole was complaining about the animation! What the hell! You really tore into him, and finally got to bed around 3AM. Nothing in that schedule could contribute to bad dreams, could it?

>[ ] You're Keiseki Saburou, a 32-year-old office manager for a black company. Your day was normal, but that's hardly positive. You woke up at the office after being forced to sleep there by the ridiculously late overtime, worked all day, and wound up going to sleep in a sleeping bag under your desk again. You took four breaks today: one for each meal, and one to go to a public bath and wash off the grime. None of these was over 45 minutes. You haven't seen your apartment in 3 weeks, and dream of the day you can have a weekend off. It wouldn't surprising if you'd died in your sleep of overwork...

>>3319233
>You're Yumigawa Rushorou, apathetic model student and student council president. You had a normal day, full of studying and close attention paid to peers and teachers alike. After classes you presided over a council meeting, went home, and studied after dinner. You did have a late night snack of cheese and crackers in addition to your normal glass of milk before bed, though, which deviated from your normal diet...
One more time with feeling

>>3319233
>>[ ] You're Ogawara Yatsuhide

Think I'm going to keep this vote open for an hour after my first post to see if more people show up and vote.
If it's still just you two at that time, I think I'll roll a d2. That work for you guys?

>>3319300
Yeah, that's cool.

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>[ ] You're Matsuda Ryuuta, bloody-knuckled delinquent. You skipped morning classes to go to an arcade, showed up to school for lunch, and napped through afternoon classes. Afterwards, you and your lackeys beat up a group of underclassmen who've been acting up and challenging your dominance of the school, and enjoyed frightening some fat-ass, balding office worker on your way home. That guy was shaking in his shoes! All in all, a pretty average day, maybe a bit better than average. Come to think of it, though, one of your cigarettes tasted pretty weird. Could one of your buddies have slipped you something?

>>3319233
>[ ] You're Yumigawa Rushorou, apathetic model student and student council president. You had a normal day, full of studying and close attention paid to peers and teachers alike. After classes you presided over a council meeting, went home, and studied after dinner. You did have a late night snack of cheese and crackers in addition to your normal glass of milk before bed, though, which deviated from your normal diet...
A FATE quest by someone who gives a damn? How exciting!

>>3319377
Thanks! I just hope it turns out fun.

We've got 1 vote for Ogawara the otaku, 1 for Matsuda the badass, and 2 for Yumigawa the StuCo pres. I'm going to cut Keiseki from the running and give you folks another 20 minutes to discuss and/or come to a conclusion.

Shocker that nobody wants to play as a put-upon salaryman. Office workers can be exciting too! No, really! Stop laughing, you guys...

Note: expect Cromartie High references every once in a while if you pick Matsuda

I just want to be a fairly normal upstanding student who goes off the deep-end when he gets that magic, y’know?

>>3319270
>>3319377

>>3319273

>>3319375

>[X] You're Yumigawa Rushorou, apathetic model student and student council president. You had a normal day, full of studying and close attention paid to peers and teachers alike. After classes you presided over a council meeting, went home, and studied after dinner. You did have a late night snack of cheese and crackers in addition to your normal glass of milk before bed, though, which deviated from your normal diet...

>[ ] You're Yumigawa Rushorou, apathetic model student and student council president. You had a normal day, full of studying and close attention paid to peers and teachers alike. After classes you presided over a council meeting, went home, and studied after dinner. You did have a late night snack of cheese and crackers in addition to your normal glass of milk before bed, though, which deviated from your normal diet...
Technically it's been over 20 minutes, but hopefully my vote still counts.

>>3319225
>[ ] You're Matsuda Ryuuta, bloody-knuckled delinquent. You skipped morning classes to go to an arcade, showed up to school for lunch, and napped through afternoon classes. Afterwards, you and your lackeys beat up a group of underclassmen who've been acting up and challenging your dominance of the school, and enjoyed frightening some fat-ass, balding office worker on your way home. That guy was shaking in his shoes! All in all, a pretty average day, maybe a bit better than average. Come to think of it, though, one of your cigarettes tasted pretty weird. Could one of your buddies have slipped you something?
Please do not make any lolis.
I want to finish the quest this time.

WRITING... WRITING... WRITING...

>>3319455
Then don't be a fucking sperg

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That's right, of course. Why would you feel uncertainty, even for a moment, about something as dear to you as your own identity? All this is probably no more than the dreamy product of indigestion, triggered by the unusual late-night cheese. No more than another mundane event in the endless string of mundane events you call your life.

Yumigawa Rushorou is a boy on strings. You've got no hobbies other than the sewing your mother's taught you, and no pursuits other than the academic focus of your father. You're a star student, and the very picture of the ideal Student Council president. You're even reasonably athletic. None of it interests you, though, and you drift through life without resistance or vigor, perfectly following whatever course your parents suggest.
Father is oblivious to your disinterest, and thinks you're the ideal son he's always wanted. Of course, he spends so much time working to support you and Mother that he can hardly be expected to know you. Mother, on the other hand, worries for you. That's plain, and it hurts you to see her that way. You may not find enjoyment in your own life, but you don't want that to sap the joy from your parents' lives.
Lately you've been starting to wonder if there's any point to it all. Your father seems quite overworked, and he's an executive; what kind of life are you going towards by following his example, excelling in school for the purpose of corporate prospects? You took up sewing to make your mother happy, because you knew she'd enjoy having an activity to share, why bother if your disinterest is ruining her hobby?

As you're taking advantage of the dream's inactivity to ponder on your life, something finally happens: You begin to move towards the same point the light is approaching... or maybe it's moving towards you, you've still got no senses but sight.
You draw closer and closer to the point at which all colors collide, and finally your sight is completely suffused with the burning light.

As vision fades, light and darkness are indistinguishable. Conscious thought ends at the center of the maelstrom.

I thought the char limit was 4K, but it's 3. Splitting the post.

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Good God, it hurts!

You awaken to the full range of senses, returned with a vengeance. Every part of your body hurts. Every muscle feels pulled, your skin feels like you've got a full-body sunburn, and let's not even mention your mouth and eyes. Dryness beyond belief! On top of that, your ears are being half-deafened by the sound of roaring flames, and as you take a breath you can taste, smell, and feel a lungful of smoke. The roast meat smell of it is actually quite appetizing, though.
You open your eyes to discover that you're lying in what appears to be the ruins of a parking garage. Everything above the first 10 feet or so of wall's been blasted away, but you can recognize the distinctive layout, material, and paint that make those utilitarian buildings so special.
The pavement you're lying on is cracked. The walls are crumbling, and the one that rises behind you seems to be leaning towards you precariously. The sky is a hellish red, and the clouds are black smoke, rising from somewhere you can't see while lying down. To summarize, something has changed radically since last night.

Do you...

>[ ] Roll away from the wall before getting up!
>[ ] Stand up calmly, dust yourself off, and examine your physical state.
>[ ] Something else? (Write in)

>>3319476
I'm not the guy who wrote the rant, you retard. I tried to be civil about it and stopped arguing well before him.

>>3319502
>Roll away from the wall before getting up!
>Stand up calmly, dust yourself off, and examine your physical state.

>>3319502
>[ ] Stand up calmly, dust yourself off, and examine your physical state
Stay cool

>>3319455
>>3319476
>>3319506
Can we not continue that argument here? You haven't met any other characters yet, let alone a loli.

Oh, also, roll d20.

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>3319502
>[ ] Stand up, move away from the wall, then dust yourself off and examine your physical state
I'm new to the quest, but things burning under red skies in Fate is frightfully familiar all the same.

Rolled 14 (1d20)

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Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>3319531
wew, I was gonna gonna ask if the roll was just for one option but now I guess I HAVE to roll.

Rolled 30 (1d100)

>>3319502
>[ ] Roll away from the wall before getting up!

>>3319525
>>3319531
Oh god

The roll is for both/either option. There's different outcomes for each.
In the future, I'll put it with the choices when I want you to include a roll with your vote; like I said, I'm new at running a quest, so please bear with me.

>>3319540
Anon, my people call that die a d100

>>3319540
Ignore my retarded roll, too used to d100s for quests.

>>3319541
Shouldn't you wait until after voting is finished before calling for a roll?

>>3319546
no bully pls

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>>3319531
>>3319536
>>3319540
I'm so sorry
I didn't mean to I swear

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>>3319549
You'd need to roll a d20 regardless of which option you chose, so I figured I'd get it done at once, and go with the rolls from people who voted for the winning option.
>>3319552
Don't feel bad, anon. This is a great time for me to show you all how the death system works in this quest!

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>3319525

>>3319559
>go with the rolls from people who voted for the winning option.
Problem with this is that it encourages switching or delaying votes, as anons see which rolls are better.

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Paralyzed by indecision over whether you should stand up first or roll away from the crumbling cement hanging over you, you somehow botch the whole operation and try to both. What results is a bizarre crouch-roll that causes your glasses to fall from your face. As you blindly search around for the damn things, you never see the chunk of falling concrete that ends your life.

You... awaken? in what appears to be a martial arts dojo. Standing in front of you is an enraged woman wearing a kendo gi and hakama, with chestnut hair and an obviously hostile temperament. Before you can get your bearings, she starts shouting at you.

"HOW COULD YOU DIE SO EARLY IN THE GAME? YOU'RE NOT EVEN SUPPOSED TO GET THIS STAMP! NOBODY SHOULD SEE THIS!"

Suddenly her attitude does a 180, and she turns away to morosely hunch over and poke at the floorboards.

"Your teacher is very disappointed in you, you know? I thought you were better than this, Ru-chan."

She seems to be crying a little. This is not one of your teachers, and never in your life have you been called 'Ru-chan'.

Finally, the strange woman turns to face you again, face radiating the internal war between hope and despair.

"Oh, well. Here's your Tiger Stamp, anyway. Try to do better next time, alright? Don't go playing in rubble, young man!"

It's everybody's favorite segment, the Tiger Dojo!

Definitely Live Applause

When you die, I'm going to give you a dojo scene and a Tiger Stamp.
Collect them all for a special prize! The prize may or may not exist at this time.
Be warned, if you die repeatedly at the same choice, you will die permanently. This isn't an excuse to do stupid shit for no reason. I do hope it lessens the tension for people who are convinced Rushorou is going down the wrong path, though.

>>3319588
Good point. I'll have rolls after the vote is confirmed from now on. System is d20, Bo3, 1s override, 20s override 1s.

Now, do you...
>[ ] Roll away from the wall before getting up!
>[ ] Stand up calmly, dust yourself off, and examine your physical state.
>[ ] Something else? (Write in)

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>3319609
Roll away.

>>3319609
>>[ ] Roll away from the wall before getting up!

>>3319590
Can't wait for the reveal that the Tiger Dojo isn't actually a figment of our imagination and it's Moon Cell shenanigans all over again

>>3319609
>[ ] Roll away from the wall before getting up!

>>3319616
>>3319621
Psst, you're supposed to roll too.

>[X] Roll away from the wall before getting up!

Seems to be the unanimous choice. Give me 2 more d20s, and we'll move on.

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>3319654

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>3319654
Rolling
>>3319645
Not to sound rude or anything but in the previous vote the QM said rolls will be after a vote is confirmed

>>3319664
>Rolled 2
I don't have a good reaction image for terrified relief, and that makes me sad.

>Rolled 18

WRITING...

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>>3319670
Here, take mine.

You get your arms up around your head and roll away from the wall just in time to escape the thing collapsing. This place is a deathtrap!
Fortunately you were successful in shielding your glasses from gravel, although you did tear your uniform a bit. You stand up, dust yourself off, and take better stock of the situation.

You're wearing your school uniform, a navy blazer of light summer fabric with an oxford cloth shirt, burgundy tie, matching slacks, and the standard black socks with loafers. This is odd, since it's the summer uniform. Yesterday you wore the winter uniform: a thicker black blazer, with a wool cardigan between that and the shirt, and a green striped tie. On top of that, you sleep in flannel pajamas. Evidently someone changed you, and did so incorrectly. Moving on to your pockets, you find that they're mostly empty. No wallet, phone, or keys adorns your person. The only thing you do have is a handful of loose change.
You're shocked out of this reverie of clothing and inventory as the sound of another crumbling wall reminds you of the surrounding danger. Why were you obsessing over your clothes when the strangest thing is your situation?

Looking around for a hopeful path to safety, you find two exits.
On your left is the entry/exit to the parking garage, a large ramp leading into a yawning hole in the wall that disgorges onto the street. Because of the downward-sloping angle of the cement and the portions of wall still standing, you can't make out what's beyond it, other than more cracked pavement.
On your right is an upward ramp, leading to a more intact part of the parking garage that you couldn't see while lying down. Although the edges are blasted away, the corner of the building still rises for two or three floors up. You're not sure there'd be an exit there, but you could definitely get a view of your surroundings.

Do you...
>[ ] Head for the exit. You don't want to spend any more time in this ruin than you have to.
>[ ] Head upwards. You need to find out what's going on outside and make a plan before you go running out there.
>[ ] Something else? (Write in)

For those of you curious, the roll for rolling away was for keeping your glasses safe, while the roll for standing up was for avoiding the cement.

>>3319702
>>[ ] Head for the exit. You don't want to spend any more time in this ruin than you have to.

>>3319702
>Head upwards. You need to find out what's going on outside and make a plan before you go running out there.

>>3319702
>>[ ] Head for the exit. You don't want to spend any more time in this ruin than you have to.
I don't trust the building to stay standing, even if it looks more intact. Also, no known exit location.

Rolled 16, 20, 15, 10, 18, 3 = 82 (6d20)

Please ignore this innocuous roll and continue to vote. Voting closes in 15 minutes.

>>3319702
>[ ] Head upwards. You need to find out what's going on outside and make a plan before you go running out there.
What could POSSIBLY go wrong?

>>3319714
>>3319724
Quest for the Egress

>>3319722
>>3319744
I Said Hey, What's Goin' On?

Folks, we are tied. I'll give you 5 minutes for a tiebreaker, and then roll d2.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>3319775
1: Leave the parking garage
2: Climb the parking garage

>>3319702
After giving the matter some serious thought, you decide to
>[X] Head for the exit. You don't want to spend any more time in this ruin than you have to.

WRITING...

>>3319791
...you update more often than Gulag.

>>3319799
Is that a compliment or a complaint?

It'll be mitigated by 18-hour delays. He was doing updates around the clock, I can only write when I'm home and on the computer.

You quickly march out of the parking garage, resolving to stay clear of any more places where falling concrete might spell your doom, and look around to see what you can discover.
Looking up the street to your left, you can see ruined buildings, all in the same state as the parking garage, on both sides. Smoke rises from numerous points on the horizon, and you can see countless fires.

Straight ahead of you, off in the distance, is a strange white light on the horizon. It seems to radiate out from some source of illumination on the ground, but you can't make out the source from street-level.
The white light pushes back the fire and shadow all around, and only where it occupies the horizon is can you see a faint glimmer of the ordinary night sky. The street you're standing on heads perpendicular to the direction of the light, so you'll need to make your way to a cross-street if you want to get there.

As you continue scanning the horizon, you progress towards the right, mostly seeing more of the same, until you look directly up the street. There, for the first time, you see rapid movement; signs of life!

You can see three people around your age, who appear to be delinquents. They're wearing tattered gakurans, one is holding a lead pipe, and one is smoking. The smoking delinquent has a pompadour, while one of the others has his hair bleached and spiked into a blonde nest of spikes.
What's really odd, though, is that they're fighting another trio. A trio of skeletons, or things like skeletons, armed with swords and bucklers. Skeletons on the streets of... of... actually, is this Tokyo? It's hard to say whether some calamity has happened to your home during the night or you've been transported to somewhere else entirely. Anyway, skeletons on the street, next to a wrecked car. It's very strange.
As you watch from down the street, the delinquent with a lead pipe crushes the skull of one of the skeletons. The thing keeps coming before it goes down, though, running him through with its rusty blade. The two fighters go down together, and at the same time another delinquent has his left arm chopped off. The smoker dodges the cut from his own skeleton before landing an uppercut, but it doesn't seem to make much of an impact on the strange thing.

You probably shouldn't just stand here staring, though. How do you feel about this spectacle?

>"I've got to help those guys! Delinquents or not, they're at least my fellow humans!"

>"They're fighting skeletons, and I want no part of that. In the world of gangs, it's kill or be killed; they must have been prepared for death from the beginning."

>"Those delinquents might know what's going on here. It pains me to help that kind of scum, but it'd probably be in my best interest to keep them alive."

>Total apathy "Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn."

>Something else? (Write in)

>>3319805
>>"I've got to help those guys! Delinquents or not, they're at least my fellow humans!"

>>3319803
I think you have the fastest time-to-post ratio I have ever seen

>>3319805
>>"I've got to help those guys! Delinquents or not, it's my job as student council president!"
This is serious business

>>3319811
I've been mostly writing all the alternative occurrences while you guys vote, so I can quickly finish up and post the selected one once a choice is picked. That impacts it, I imagine.

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>>3319814
Forgot to put on my QM hat

>>3319803
>Total apathy

>>3319805
>"I've got to help those guys! Delinquents or not, they're at least my fellow humans!"

>>3319805
>[X] "I've got to help those guys! Delinquents or not, they're at least my fellow humans!"
Your sense of duty as the student council president compels you to intervene in the defense of students! Even if they are from another school!
Roll me 2d20

Rolled 7, 20 = 27 (2d20)

>>3319862

>>3319862
Hoping that first roll is for anything that isn't bad.

1d20 is for your combat performance, 1 is for the delinquent's. Delinquent gets the higher roll, since he's an experienced fighter.
Please roll twice more, folks. I'm taking the overall best of 3.

I'll be on for another hour or so, but if I don't get the other two rolls by then, I'll be calling it a night. After that, it'll be 12-18 hours before I'm on again.
In the mean time, I'd love some feedback from you folks who've been reading.
What did you think of my writing style?
How about the portrait I picked for Rushorou; does it fit your mental image of the character?
If you have any other thoughts on the quest so far, go ahead and post them.

>>3319803
>>3319910
>Is that a compliment or a complaint?
Both. I was writing an exam while you were updating, so I missed everything after that.
>What did you think of my writing style?
Good. There were a couple of grammatical errors, but that's inconsequential as long as you stick to the schedule and write as well as this.
>How about the portrait I picked for Rushorou; does it fit your mental image of the character?
Pretty much perfect, except for the hair, which would probably be neater on a Student Council President than on a generic anime protagonist.

Alright, I'm just going to post what I've got for the encounter based on the one roll I've received, and then go to bed. The next question is pretty open-ended, and I want to give people time to discuss rather than just spending the next 12 hours waiting for me to come back and read the dice.

Deciding you can't just stand and watch your fellow students get butchered by monsters, you begin to sprint towards the fight. It takes you several minutes, during which the second delinquent collapses, bleeding profusely from his severed arm. The remaining delinquent deftly weaves between the two skeletons' attacks, and backs off, bringing the fight closer to you in the process.

Finally you meet up with the group. Summoning all your courage, you put your full strength into a kick aimed at the right-hand skeleton's leg. Its poorly balanced weight goes down like a sack of flour, but it almost slices your chest open as it falls. You almost manage to evade the blow, but catch a long graze down your stomach from the tip of its blade.
Before the skeleton can get back up, you tackle it, holding the thing down. You're not confident you can crush its head, like the delinquent with the pipe, but you can at least immobilize the thing.

At the same time as you're occupied bringing down one skeleton, the delinquent is carrying out his own battle. It seems he's managed to read the skeletons' attacks, wide and clumsy as they are, and he circles around one, trips it up, and stomps on the back of its head, cracking the skull. After that, he continues stomping on it, loudly cursing the thing that murdered his friends as he pounds the skull, first into fragments, and then into powder beneath his shoe.
The skeleton slowly stops twitching, the life draining out of it like invisible blood. After that, he executes the skeleton you're holding down and takes you by the shoulder to help you up.

The delinquent grins and puts out a hand to shake. Talking around his cigarette, he says, "Thanks for the assist, four-eyes! If it wasn't for you, I'd be dead right about now. I'm Matsuda Ryuuta. You got a name?"

>[ ] How do you respond? (Write in)

>>3319988
>I'm Yumigawa Rushorou.
>Say, do you know what's going on and where everyone is? You and your friends are the first people I've seen here.

>>3320032
>>3319988
Sure

>>3319609
Hey, I noticed your d20ing the quest so I recommend the Crit Confirm system. Basically if they roll a 1 or 20, they need to roll a 1-5 or 15-20 respectively. It gets insane otherwise.

>>3319988
>>3320032
This works.

>>3319988
>>3320032
This, also shake his hand.

>>3320381
>shake his hand
Anon, who and where do we think we are?

>>3320394
Actually, Matsuda is the guy who offered.

>>3320381
Seconding the handshake.

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>>3320398
>>3320260
>>3319552
>3rd ID this thread
Fucking hell. At this rate I may just start using a trip.

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>>3320168
>pic related
>>3320032
Support

>>3319988
I support >>3320032

Did we fuck the loli yet

>>3320516
You, ah... may want to go back and read the thread.

>>3320525
bros...

>>3320532
So, yeah. This is the Rebuild of Fate/City Akeldama. I won't make any loli-related promises, but stick around and things could go your way.

That said, I can't actually write until later today.

I'm at home for a short break, so I'm writing an update. First, though, I'd like the opinions of you folks. How do you feel about honorifics? This is my first dialogue update, so it's something I'd like to get out of the way. Obviously Fate is Japanese, and the characters are Japanese, so using honorifics seems like the first choice. On the other hand, I am writing in English, so maybe you'd prefer I stick to English modes of address. Poll time!

>[ ] Use honorifics, please! I want to experience this quest the same way I read FSN in 2004!
>[ ] Keep it all in English. It's a perfectly good language, and this quest doesn't need to get any more weeb than it already is.

>>3320793
It doesn't matter to me. I'm good with both, just write however you prefer.

>>3320793
>[ ] Use honorifics, please! I want to experience this quest the same way I read FSN in 2004!
I demand the full experience of being called "-kun" every 15 seconds by the exposition dispenser.

>>3320793
If you can use them, use them as you please. We’re all weeb fags here.

>>3320793
I'm fine with honorifics if you use Japanese names.

Alright, honorifics take it. Posting update shortly.

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You give the delinquent an appraising look. You've never really had any reason to talk to his sort before. You went to a good enough school that there were almost no delinquents, and those that were there were handled by the disciplinary committee, not the student council. Still, right now you're allies of circumstance. You muster as much friendliness as you can put into your tone under the circumstances.

"Yumigawa Rushorou. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Matsuda-kun"
As you shake his hand, you're shocked by the crushing pressure Matsuda puts into the action. A handshake is supposed one of the pleasantries of making a new acquaintance, conveying the mutual surety of future cooperation, but this feels more like the prelude to combat! He's probably been influenced by too many American action movies. The fact that he keeps grinning as he grinds your knuckles together hardly improves the situation.
Finally Matsuda lets your aching hand go, and you open your mouth to ask him if he knows anything about the situation. He beats you to it, though.

"Good to know you too, Yumigawa. Now, brass tacks of the situation. You look like the kind of guy who usually knows what's up with the authorities, yeah? You just ooze 'student council,' even all beat up like you are. So where are we? Me and my boys just woke up in that burning house back there," he hooks a thumb back over his shoulder to point at a recently collapsed building, "and barely got out in time before the thing went up. No idea how we got here, and before we knew it, fuckin' skeletons were tryin' ta kill us! Did kill us, in the case of my buddies! So level with me, Yumigawa. What the hell's goin' on here?"

...oh boy. This is hardly what you'd hoped to hear. It seems Matsuda is as marooned as you are, and if two people have been transported here unaware, there's a chance the next people you find will be in a similar situation. Matsuda's been steadily raising his voice and bringing his face closer to yours as he talks, in the classic delinquent intimidation move; it's getting pretty unpleasant. You try to explain your own situation and calm him down as best you can, making conciliatory hand gestures as you do so.

"Look, I'm not in any more authority here than you are, Matsuda-kun. From what you've said, we're in the same situation. I just woke up in the parking garage down the street, with no idea how I got here, or even where 'here' is. Yelling at me isn't going to get you any answers. I'll admit you were right about my position in school, though; I've been student council president in every year from primary until today."

Matsuda clicks his tongue in irritation, but backs off. After he glowers for a minute, his face brightens.

"Alright then. Guess I'll be calling you Kaichou; rolls off the tongue easier than Yumigawa. Now, since we're both at sea here, I'll listen to your suggestions. Whaddya wanna do from here?"

How do you feel about this state of affairs, Rushorou?

>[ ] 'We need to get to that light on the horizon. It's the only variation on this situation, and might mean our ticket home.' (The light is to your North, and you're on an East-West street. Pick a direction.)

>[ ] 'There could be other people in danger. We need to search the city, and try to put together a party of survivors.' (As before, do you want to go East or West for this?)

>[ ] 'Fighting that skeleton was incredible! Sure, Matsuda did most of the damage, but I've never felt so alive before! Let's beat down more of those monsters! (East or West?)

>[ ] '...Come to think of it, why did I have loose change in my pocket when I'm not carrying anything else? I should probably examine that.'

>[ ] Something else? (Write in)

>>3320861
>>[ ] 'There could be other people in danger. We need to search the city, and try to put together a party of survivors.' (East)

>>3320861
>>>[ ] 'There could be other people in danger. We need to search the city, and try to put together a party of survivors.' (East)

>>3320861
>>[ ] 'We need to get to that light on the horizon. It's the only variation on this situation, and might mean our ticket home.' (East)

>>3320861
>'There could be other people in danger. We need to search the city, and try to put together a party of survivors.' (East)

>>3320858
>[ ] 'There could be other people in danger. We need to search the city, and try to put together a party of survivors.' (East)

Alright, folks, I'm home and back online to run tonight's bit of the quest. Hope there are plenty of you online as well.

>[X] 'There could be other people in danger. We need to search the city, and try to put together a party of survivors.' (East)
Takes the vote by a landslide! Are you trying to follow Shirou's example, or just looking for more characters?
And East is unanimous. Why? FUCK WEST, apparently.
I'll be honest, this was the option I expected nobody to vote for. I just put it in there as the token "ally of justice" option. Every day has surprises, huh.
WRITING...

>>3321449
Look, we can’t go off until we actually have our damn servant.

>>3321449
Meat shields

Side note, if anybody has a better portrait for Matsuda, post away. I spent a long time looking for a good banchou image that wasn't a recognizable pre-existing character, and got just about nothing.

Rolled 2 (1d6)

>>3321462
What makes you think rescuing people will get you your Servant?

Rolling for monsters.

>>3321539
Absolutely nothing, I’m just rolling with the will of the people

After giving the matter plenty of consideration, you decide that the most important thing now is finding out if there are any other survivors.
"We need to go looking for other survivors, Matsuda-kun. If you and I have been transported here without knowing how, the same thing could have happened to any number of other people."
Matsuda looks a bit irritated by the suggestion, but after mulling it over he agrees.

"Look, I ain't the hero type. Only people I'd normally stick my neck out for are either back home or lying dead up the street there. I'd say we get outta this disaster area ASAP, but I don't have a clue where to go to get that done. Guess we may as well do it your way."

With the reluctant delinquent in tow, you look up and down the street. Both options present more or less the same prospect, of smoke, fire, and rubble. After a short consideration, you arbitrarily decide to head up the street, in the direction Matsuda came from. It's a slight uphill slope.

You and Matsuda head east for fifteen minutes before you encounter any significant change to your situation. You cover five blocks, but each intersection is blocked by wrecked cars, fire, or rubble. Finally, something significant occurs. Up ahead is a clear intersection, and you can see a large group of skeletons emerging from the street to your right. As you watch, they turn the corner and begin marching towards you at an unchanged pace, as if they haven't seen you yet. From the other end of the block, you can see that two of the seven skeletons are armed with large maces, while the other five have the same scimitar and buckler you saw before.

"Alright, Kaichou. We're in luck, it's a whole troop of monsters. Let's get these bastards!"

Matsuda clenches his fists and gets ready to dash towards the group of skeletons. He's raring to go, clearly still furious about the deaths of his two friends, but you're not sure you two can take on seven enemies after the trouble you had with two of them. There are some still-standing buildings around you, and the skeletons don't seem too bright. Maybe the wiser move here would be to hide and let them pass by.

Do you...
>[ ] Rush in and attack the skeletons! No walking pile of bones is gonna take down a couple of young badasses like you and Matsuda!

>[ ] Try to think of another way to take out the patrol. Maybe you can come up with some kind of tactic? (Write in your strategy)

>[ ] Convince Matsuda to hold off so you two can hide in one of the buildings by the road. Doors are hanging off the hinges, windows are shattered, they certainly aren't secure. It'd be easy to get in, and then you could just let the skeletons pass you by.

>[ ] Let Matsuda rush in alone. If he wants to be suicidal, it's not your problem. You can use him as a distraction to get past the skeletons unharmed.

>>3321563
>>[ ] Convince Matsuda to hold off so you two can hide in one of the buildings by the road. Doors are hanging off the hinges, windows are shattered, they certainly aren't secure. It'd be easy to get in, and then you could just let the skeletons pass you by.

>>3321563
>Let Matsuda rush in alone. If he wants to be suicidal, it's not your problem. You can use him as a distraction to get past the skeletons unharmed.

>>3321563
>[ ] Try to think of another way to take out the patrol. Maybe you can come up with some kind of tactic?
I’m thinking that maybe if we head into the buildings, we could look for a wall which we could push onto the calcium-rich bastards ala how we first died. Worst case scenario we hide like the worthless fleshbags we are.

>>3321563
>>3321609

>>3321563
>[ ] Convince Matsuda to hold off so you two can hide in one of the buildings by the road. Doors are hanging off the hinges, windows are shattered, they certainly aren't secure. It'd be easy to get in, and then you could just let the skeletons pass you by.
I can't imagine we'll get much out of taking out the skeletons aside from letting Matsuda blow off some steam, and there's probably an easier group of skeletons to do that with. Discretion is the better part of valor, and all that.

>>3321609
I'm realizing that I didn't make this clear, but the parking garage had its roof and upper floors blown off, whereas the buildings here are mostly still attached to their roofs. There are shattered windows, holes in the walls and roofs, and a ton of burn marks, but the shape of the buildings isn't gone.

>>3321632
Bold of you to expect a yankee to know discretion.

>>3321637
I don't. But that's why he's got Kaichou, ain't it? Might not be the easiest sell, but considering last time we only won in a 4v3 against the bone boys and lost 2 of our guys, a 2v7 is outright ridiculous. Surely he's been in enough fights to understand that we're horribly outnumbered.

>>3321636
Damn, going for
>[ ] Convince Matsuda to hold off so you two can hide in one of the buildings by the road. Doors are hanging off the hinges, windows are shattered, they certainly aren't secure. It'd be easy to get in, and then you could just let the skeletons pass you by.
Then

>[X] Convince Matsuda to hold off so you two can hide in one of the buildings by the road. Doors are hanging off the hinges, windows are shattered, they certainly aren't secure. It'd be easy to get in, and then you could just let the skeletons pass you by.

Congratulations! You probably get to avoid a second Tiger Dojo!

Roll me 2d20.

>>3321636
Then we do:
>[ ] Convince Matsuda to hold off so you two can hide in one of the buildings by the road. Doors are hanging off the hinges, windows are shattered, they certainly aren't secure. It'd be easy to get in, and then you could just let the skeletons pass you by.

Rolled 13, 19 = 32 (2d20)

>>3321681

Rolled 12, 13 = 25 (2d20)

>>3321681
Here's hoping I don't fuck it up again...

Rolled 12, 15 = 27 (2d20)

>>3321681

>Rolled 13, 19 = 32 (2d20)

WRITING...

>>3321681
But we need all of the Tiger Dojo's. It makes Taiga happy that we visit.

>>3321727
If you wanted a fun Tiger Dojo scene, you should have charged in. This is the choice to survive.

>>3321741
What I want and what the other anons wanted differed.

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>>3321727
>>3321751
Taiga seemed pretty disappointed with us the first time around. I say we give her some time to cool off.

It's definitely not because I feel too ashamed to face her again or anything. What gave you that idea?

I just want Ru-chan to be an unrepentant sadist that pretends to be a hero

Before Matsuda can go for the skeletons, you put your arm across his chest to hold him back. What does he think he's doing?

"Matsuda! Hold off," you hiss angrily, "Look, you and your friends are experienced fighters, right? But you lost those two when the numbers were even. Running in against seven of those things would be suicide."

"What?" Matsuda almost roars at you, whirls around and grabs you by the collar, pulling you in close and winding up to break your nose with a crushing fist. He hesitates, though, and after looking at you for a moment, the spirit flows out of him. He lets go of your collar and turns aside to spit out the dogend of his cigarette.

"Aw, hell. I guess you're right. Those things don't feel a punch like your average punk. Let's go hide in that building, let 'em go by."

Before you can respond, Matsuda is jogging towards a ruined office building. You follow along, shocked that he was thinking of the same plan you were. Matsuda arrives ahead of you, and after struggling with the broken automatic door for a moment, kicks it in. As the rusty frame crumbles with the creaking of metallic grief, you reflect that wherever this place is, it must have been dilapidated well before the current tragedy. Then Matsuda is inside and out of sight.

Finally you catch up to Matsuda, and the two of you huddle behind a desk. You're just in time; no sooner do you get behind the cover than you hear the skeletons making their shambling way past. The glassy design of the office makes it an imperfect hiding place, but the skeletons don't even look to the sides. You might have been able to hide from them just by standing on the sidewalk.

"You know," you mutter, "the glass on that door was knocked out anyway. You could have just crouched and gone through."

Matsuda favors you with a look of wounded pride as he lights another cigarette. Where is he getting those things, anyway? And matches, too?

"Shut it, Kaichou. Hunchin' down to go through a hole ain't the badass way. We bust our own way in."

Turning away, he mutters to himself, presumably thinking you can't hear him over the ambient noise of the fire.

"Man, look at me explaining the badass life to this nerd. Can't believe it. I'm turnin' out no better than Hayashida."

You wait in silence until the noise of the skeletons fades totally, and then get up to survey the street. It's empty again, and you now have an open intersection. As you survey the options, you decide to go...

The character limit is killing me, you guys.

>North, you can hear the faint sounds of clanging metal and... is that gravel? Some kind of stony noise, anyway. There's something going on that way, and you don't want to miss it. Besides, that's the direction of the light on the horizon.

>South, where the smoke grows thicker and the heat becomes more intense. If there's anyone who really needs rescuing, they'll be that way. Unless they're all dead that way, that is.

>East, the way you've been going so far. No reason to mess with a working formula, and maybe if the road keeps heading up you'll eventually get to a place that offers some kind of overview of the city.

>West, back the way you came. All these options are bad, maybe you shouldn't have gone East in the first place.

>>3321809
>>>East, the way you've been going so far. No reason to mess with a working formula, and maybe if the road keeps heading up you'll eventually get to a place that offers some kind of overview of the city.

>>3321809
>>North, you can hear the faint sounds of clanging metal and... is that gravel? Some kind of stony noise, anyway. There's something going on that way, and you don't want to miss it. Besides, that's the direction of the light on the horizon.
shiny light

By the way, the DC for each person to hide was 10. Just in case you were wondering how that roll worked.

>>3321809
>North, you can hear the faint sounds of clanging metal and... is that gravel? Some kind of stony noise, anyway. There's something going on that way, and you don't want to miss it. Besides, that's the direction of the light on the horizon.

>>3321809
>>East, the way you've been going so far. No reason to mess with a working formula, and maybe if the road keeps heading up you'll eventually get to a place that offers some kind of overview of the city.

>>3321809
>South, where the smoke grows thicker and the heat becomes more intense. If there's anyone who really needs rescuing, they'll be that way. Unless they're all dead that way, that is.
This is what we chose to do, isn't it, look for survivors?

>>3321809
>North, you can hear the faint sounds of clanging metal and... is that gravel? Some kind of stony noise, anyway. There's something going on that way, and you don't want to miss it. Besides, that's the direction of the light on the horizon.

>>3321809
>>North, you can hear the faint sounds of clanging metal and... is that gravel? Some kind of stony noise, anyway. There's something going on that way, and you don't want to miss it. Besides, that's the direction of the light on the horizon.

>>3321809
>South, where the smoke grows thicker and the heat becomes more intense. If there's anyone who really needs rescuing, they'll be that way. Unless they're all dead that way, that is.
>>3321843
Apparently nobody wants to look for survivors

Great Northern
>>3321824
>>3321830
>>3321864

Eastern Promises
>>3321816
>>3321839

Mississippi Burning
>>3321843
>>3321896

There seems to be some contention. I'll call it in another 20 minutes. See if you can convince the others to change their minds!

>>3321896
There aren't a lot of things that could be causing the sound of clanging metal, and since we're still knee-deep in the bone zone we could really stand to have one of the generators.

>>3321904
We need to save people in need, dammit.
This is our first chance to be known as something other than the President

>>3321917
But is being a hero of justice really a path you want to follow as a Fate/protagonist?

>>3321912
>there aren't a lot of things that could be causing the sound of clanging metal
Maybe the metal of the weapons that the skeletons are carrying?

>>3321784
What ends up stimulating Rushorou depends on how you folks play him. All you know right now is that he didn't enjoy anything in his old life. He's never killed anybody, true, but he's also never saved anyone's life, or shared a passionate candy-flavored kiss with a loli. The possibilities are endless!

>>3321919
It worked for Shirou
Who says we need to be a hero of justice? We're just looking out for our class like a good prez.
Yep. Just our job. Nothing else.
HERO OF JUSTICE GOGOGO
also I should update before I post

>>3321919
Refresh me on my lore, which Servants are typically associated with that type again?
Not gonna change my mind, just don't want to replay all the VNs again. Also:
>>3321926
>Who says we need to be a hero of justice?
It's more of a sense of duty as class prez to think of the group.

>>3321929
>Refresh me on my lore, which Servants are typically associated with that type again?
Mostly seibah-chans
>It's more of a sense of duty as class prez to think of the group.
Exactly.

>>3321929
Which Servants are associated with... justice? All of them?
I mean, I guess there aren't many justice-themed Assassins, but it's pretty spread out.

>>3321920
At this distance, accompanied by unidentifiable stone noises? Seems unlikely to me. I'm willing to bet that the stone sounds are either magic of some sort or buildings being leveled. Perhaps both.

>>3321926
It worked for Shirou because he was basically a machine with a singular dream to follow. We might have Shirou's complete lack of fun, but as far as dreams are concerned, we've only got the acid trip lightshow that got us into this mess.

>>3321929
>Refresh me on my lore, which Servants are typically associated with that type again?
Basically anyone who isn't an anti-hero has at least some concern for what's right.

>>3321936
You have a vague compulsion not to disappoint your parents! That's pretty much the same as a heroic backstory dream, right?

>>3321904
Alright then, we've had no new votes or vote changes since this. Looks like you go...

>[X] North, you can hear the faint sounds of clanging metal and... is that gravel? Some kind of stony noise, anyway. There's something going on that way, and you don't want to miss it. Besides, that's the direction of the light on the horizon.

WRITING...

>>3321941
When you put it that way, it's actually not that different, is it?
Not changing my vote, though.

>>3321936
Still, as a good Kaichou we should rescue the students. It would be bad if we d͖i͇͇̘̯̋ͤs̩ͤ̈̃å͖̟̠̯͐̍̑ͤ͊p̣̪̬͐̿̾ͣͦͅp̗͍͙̫̽͊͂ͦ͗ǒ͕̜͚̐̀i̱͓͌ͬ́̓ͦͩͅn̮͚̠̿͂ͮ͛t͍̻̳̯̤͑ẽ̯͚͕̠̈͂̆́̋̽ͅd̄ ̼͎̩̰̥͓̓͂ͪ̾̓o̤͔̯͇̰͈u̝̠̝̳̱ͬř̥̣͍̘͉̝͊̌̓ͨ ̤̖͇̘̗ͪp̯̱̰͙̐͊ͨar̭̟͓̳̠̗ͪ͑ͅen͖̻̼̋͂ͮͧ͑t͋̂̓̌̾̉ś̩̰̼̤̊̓̒, wouldn't it?

So any preferences for Servant Classes so far?

>>3321958
I'm not very partial towards any particular class. I guess I'd like to avoid a Berserker because they're dangerous and difficult to control and perhaps Assassin too because the class kind of sucks at fighting.

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>>3321968
Is it wrong to only care about one Assassin?

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>>3321976
Woah! Hang on now!
You're forgetting Shuten.

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>>3321976
>>3321968
I personally don't have any preferences either, but I always wanted to play one particular Servant Idea.

The Unknown Soldier.

I should let you folks know that I've already planned out what Heroic Spirits are assigned to which class in this war. Feel free to discuss what servant you want, of course; just a heads-up.

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>>3321992
>True Name: John Doe.

>>3321992
Would it be like Hundred-faced Hassan, or more like Jack the Ripper? Also, what class?

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>>3321976
>>3321985
I'd rather have Caster.
Please don't start this argument again.

You decide to take a left, and head North. Whatever's making those noises, there's probably someone in danger. It sounds quite violent.
For a while, there's no real change from what you've seen so far. Ruined city towers line the street, wrecked cars are scattered here and there, and you've seen enough charred corpses to fill a small graveyard. As you walk, Matsuda begins kicking a medium-sized rock from foot to foot, keeping it going along with him.
Eventually, though, the scenery does start to shift. The buildings are changing from offices and other skyscrapers to smaller shops, indicating that you're making headway towards a residential area. The wrecked cars and corpses thin out too, and the smoke and heat both lessen slightly as you go. The upward slope is more significant, and you're climbing a low hill as you hear the sounds of battle grow louder.
You're fairly sure it's battle, anyway. The sounds of clanging metal and crunching stone aren't things you're familiar with, but after seeing those skeletons the conclusion seems fair enough.

Finally you crest the hill, and you and Matsuda are greeted by a scene of chaos. At the top of the hill is another intersection, streets sloping down on all four sides. The stores have gotten small enough by this point that the whole area feels more like a hilltop arena than the enclosed space downtown. The wrecked cars are here, but far more brutalized than anywhere else; they've been crushed, dented, pierced... one has been cut cleanly in half!
Two shadowy figures are battling, almost too fast for the eye to follow. They come together, exchange a flurry of blows, and part with incredible force! Even from the very edge of the area where they're visible, you feel like their blades could take your life at any moment, and whenever they impact each other, the shockwave physically impacts your heart-rate.
Although it's difficult to make out any details of the rapid fighters, you can vaguely tell that one seems to be a spearman, unadorned or in light armor. The other uses a longsword, and is wearing... a dress? Some kind of skirted armor? You can't really tell, as they're both totally bathed in shadow. The smoke of the fires, which had been thinning, seems to cling to them like a second skin.
As you watch, the spearman leaps in for a thrust, but the swordsman meets his attack with a sweeping blow and repels it. The spearman is launched back and lands on the roof of a car, still on his feet, with a thundering clang; in an instant the car becomes a metal dish, but the spearman leaps back into the fray unshaken.

Although you're tempted to just watch the hypnotic dance of force and steel, you realize that there's more to the situation. A third figure, a student like yourself, is sitting sprawled on the ground, right at the center of the battlefield. Even from here, you can see him shaking. You wonder if one of these things (for surely they cannot be people) is protecting him, or if they're just fighting over the helpless prey.

Watching the spectacle, you...

>[ ] Rush in to protect your fellow student. Get him out of there yourself!

>[ ] Try to avoid the fight. Maybe you can slip by, and keep heading North while the fighters are occupied?

>[ ] Call out to your fellow student. Getting between those two fighters is too dangerous for you, but maybe you can shock him out of his stupor.

>[ ] Watch the fight passively. This is better than TV!

>[ ] Ask what Matsuda thinks of the situation.

Sorry this update took so long, folks. Had to think on how I wanted to set this up.

>>3322023
>>[ ] Ask what Matsuda thinks of the situation.


>>3322017
Probably an amalgamation of every single one of them combined into a single person to be stupidly average in terms of stats.

For appearance, it's stuck between:
a) a really really really generic looking guy that looks stupidly familiar to everyone, but nobody can lay a finger on where they've seen them.
b) they look different depending on the person seeing them. So one could see either a balding middle-aged man, or a teenager with long flowing hair

For classes, they'd most likely be able to be every standard class (with heavy disposition to Lancer and Archer) except maybe Caster or Assassin unless Military Engineers are considered Casters.

>>3322023
>[ ] Call out to your fellow student. Getting between those two fighters is too dangerous for you, but maybe you can shock him out of his stupor.
We're not nearly athletic enough to go out there on our own.

>>3322037
>unless Military Engineers are considered Casters
Doubtful. The closet thing would be an inventor on the level of Tesla or Babbage, and they only get shoved into Caster because it's the closest fit.

>>3322023
>>[ ] Ask what Matsuda thinks of the situation.
Revealing ourselves in any way is liable to get one of us killed. Of the first 4, we have no really preferable option. Let's consult our buddy.

>>3322037
Interesting. What Noble Phantasm did you have in mind?

>>3322023
>Ask what Matsuda thinks of the situation.
It's absurd not to talk to him at all.

>>3322023
>[ ] Ask what Matsuda thinks of the situation.
Matsuda's shown with the previous encounter that, despite how he acts, he clearly thinks these things through.

>>3322045
I could see something along the lines of Heracles', but weaker.

>>3322023
>Watch the fight passively. This is better than TV!

>>3322045
>Noble Phantasm

Haven't given much thought to it, but the most basic idea I ever got was them summoning every single Unknown Soldier that ever died to fight as a massive army spanning across conflict in human history. You'd have soldiers from all time periods and all nations ranging from Roman legionnaires, Napoleonic infantry, Crusaders, peasant levies, WW1 soldiers, Mongolian horse archers, etc all in a massive army. The main weakness would be the fact that each individual soldier is on the level of a normal human, and horrendously outmatched when compared to a Servant in one on one combat. But then again, throw enough shit at the wall, and something is bound to stick.

>>3322064
If you summon every unknown soldier ever, you're also going to summon a lot of Age-of-Gods humans. I think some of those could stand up to Servants.

Wow, you guys really trust Matsuda's opinion, huh? That's weirdly touching...

WRITING...

>>3322093
We need to work as a team to survive this, right? None of us can make it alone.

>>3322103
Nah, you could let Matsuda die and still make it out. You'd be getting a different ending, but being a loner isn't a death sentence or a guaranteed bad end. I'm giving you the opportunity for companions, not requiring them.

>>3322105
Then we must be a good prez and collect companions

>>3322109
>companions
*minions

>>3322110
>minions
nah, el carita rex vivito populus.

>>3322121
*et carita

>>3322122
thanks, s'wat I get for learning Spanish second instead of Latin.

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Since the last incarnation of the quest had such a big issue around the loli berserker, I've done some thinking on the subject. I'm now certain I've figured out a berserker-class servant guaranteed to raise no issues. Tell me what you think.

>>3322121
>The king of the people is charitable

>>3322128
I dunno, this raises my issue

>>3322128
loli mommy
I am conflicted.

>>3322128
How bad would the MAD ENHANCEMENT tantrum be?

I just hope we don't become some generic gotta save everyone hero. Especially when we're currently the furthest thing from that.

>>3322132
Yep, the primary concern of the council president is that of his students.

>>3322133
>>3322135
>>3322136
Anyway, why don't we agree to just not talk about lolis?
Let this be the last word on lolis. We'll just play it naturally and see how it goes, yeah?
All lolifags are pedophiles and should immediately be submitted for shock therapy

For those of you unsure, >>3322128 was a joke. I had intended it to comically and obviously miss the point of contention people actually had with the loli servant in the last thread, but I'm not sure that was clear.
Raikou, loli or otherwise, is not a servant in this quest.

This is all too much for you to process. Should you try to help the kid? Call out to him? Just watch?
Overloaded by the bizarre situation, you turn to Matsuda for assistance.
"Matsuda-kun, look at that! It's incredible; impossible! I mean, I don't think I've ever seen anything move that fast! And... there's another student, just sitting there in the middle of it!"

Matsuda takes a long drag on his cigarette and blows out a cloud of smoke as he contemplates the situation. Then he turns to you, a wide grin spreading on his face.

"Yeah, I gotta hand it to 'em. Blows every fight I ever saw before right oughta the water. Which one do you think'll win? Now me, I think the guy with the spear's gonna take the fight. Sure, the one with the sword's got the strength advantage, but I've seen plenty o' guys like that go down. They just rely on that power, and when the faster fella gets in, it's lights out. Now, spear over there has the speed, he's got the maneuverability. It's just a matter of time."

Unbelievable. This guy isn't even considering what you two are going to do here. Shocked at Matsuda's inane outpouring, you open your mouth to respond. Before you can get a word out, though, Matsuda sees the look on your face.

"Oh, what am I thinking? Of course you don't wanna just talk about who's gonna win. Not with a fight this crazy right in front of us."
Matsuda fishes a in his pants, eventually locating his wallet and pulling out a bill.
"No, for a fight this big there's only one thing to do: bet! Here, I'll put 2000¥ on the guy with the spear. Whaddya say, Kaichou? Match the bet?"

...You suppose he is a delinquent after all. Maybe this was the best you could hope for when asking someone who fights as a hobby for advice on dealing with a fight.
While you heard out Matsuda, the fight in the intersection continued, and true to Matsuda's prediction the sword wielder is getting the worst of it. His hits are definitely harder, but he can't consistently keep the spearman away, and he's taking repeated light cuts. The student in the middle of the fight remains paralyzed by fear.

Do you...

>[ ] Rush in to protect your fellow student. Get him out of there yourself!

>[ ] Try to avoid the fight. Maybe you can slip by, and keep heading North while the fighters are occupied?

>[ ] Call out to your fellow student. Getting between those two fighters is too dangerous for you, but maybe you can shock him out of his stupor.

>[ ] Admit to Matsuda that you don't have any cash on you; maybe you two can just spectate without betting?

>>3322143
>All lolifags are pedophiles and should immediately be submitted for shock therapy
How about you don't throw around insults over loli stuff in a quest for a franchise where like 25% of the heroines are lolis.
Kind of makes you look like an asshole.

>>3322162
>Rush in to protect your fellow student. Get him out of there yourself!
>>3322164
Hmm, I guess I'll stop. Non-seriousness doesn't translate well in written text and I should practise what I preach.

>>3322162
>[ ] Rush in to protect your fellow student. Get him out of there yourself!
Fuck it, though I wish we could get Matsuda to back us up.

>>3322162
>>[ ] Call out to your fellow student. Getting between those two fighters is too dangerous for you, but maybe you can shock him out of his stupor.
Maybe I had expected too much from him

>>3322164
pretty sure he's just fucking around man

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>>3322164
Just a small suggestion: there are bound to be people to shitpost about Fate lolis after what happened; just ignore them in that case. If they made an on-topic choice alongside it, separate the choice from the shitpost.

>>3322162
>>[ ] Call out to your fellow student. Getting between those two fighters is too dangerous for you, but maybe you can shock him out of his stupor.

Or at least somehow make a distraction.

>>3322171
Non-serious or otherwise, there were a lot of insults thrown around over it in the quest Gulag was running, and it's a subject that divides the Fate fanbase quite a bit, at least in the west.
This is just my personal preference, but I'd rather see as little insulting between players as possible.

>>3322173
That's fair. Having made my position clear, I'll step back from here on.

>>3322162
>Admit to Matsuda that you don't have any cash on you; maybe you two can just spectate without betting?
He's alright. Since it's seems we're gonna go generic hero route though, I'll vote for this as well
>Call out to your fellow student. Getting between those two fighters is too dangerous for you, but maybe you can shock him out of his stupor.

3 for calling out, 2 for rushing in.
Alternatively, 2 for calling out, 2 for rushing in, 1 for watching.
Voting is open for 20 more minutes so you folks can come to more of an agreement.

>>3322178
Eh, you forget that Yumigawa has a character: he's a star student, inoffensive, boring. He never offends or charms anyone and only got to be the President because of his academic record, and his only real personality is a desire to keep his parents happy.
This is not the kind of guy who would just decide to watch someone in danger for fun. Maybe because he was paralysed by gear or indecision, but not because it was fun.
The choice to keep spectating would be quite out-of-character.

>>3322193
Weird, that doesn't sound like the character I wrote.

Personally, what I have in mind for Rushorou is like an immature Patrick Bateman. Obsessively detail-oriented, perfect at success in a structured system (able to be both a star student and enough of a charmer to be consistently elected StuCo president) but not enjoying any of it and starting to break down.
Obviously now he's totally off his game in the unfamiliar world of the HGW, and that's just throwing him for even more of a loop.
I attempted to convey that with stuff like the detailed observation and description of his clothing, but I guess I'm not that great at conveying character yet.

>>3322198
Now obviously this doesn't mean he has to become a serial killer. That was just the outlet Bateman found. In the context of the cutthroat Moonlit World, he could just as easily wind up on the side of justice; it depends on how you play him.

>>3322193
Rushorou isn't himself boring. From the perspective of the other students at his old school, he's basically perfect. Athletic, smart, charming, fashionable, you name it. His problem is that he finds everything else boring. He doesn't have much of a personality, but he's excellent at faking one.
Make sense?

>>3322198
>>3322199
Interesting.
I saw him as a bit of that as well, being a perfectionist because he wants to live up to his parents unreasonable standards and believing that everyone has those same standards. He tries to be the best that he can possibly be because he firmly believes that his best is the minimum that he's expected to give, and buries the stress deep down. Someday he'll explode, but till then he tries to be a star student, a good athlete, a nice guy and a hero, only to fall short of his own unrealistic expectations.

Of course, nobody notices because he's hidden it well and comes off as bland.

>>3322203
You felt like his parents have unreasonable standards? Again, I'm confused. I wrote very little about them, but it was supposed to convey that they're utterly normal. Pretty great, in fact. Father just wants his son to be successful, Mother just wants to support her child and spend some time with him now and again.

>>3322201
>>3322203
So, in summary, he looks perfect, but is actually a perfectionist. He's obsessed with being the best, doing the best, helping as many people as he can, because of the standards he picked up from his parents, and his deep-seated desire for approval, not only from others but also from himself.
>>3322205
No, just making up that part. Who says they have to be as normal and well-adjusted as they look?

>>3322207
At the risk of ranting, I'll make another post.

I should point out that Japanas a culture places a lot of value on reputation and face, to the point where families will often lock up their mentally-ill children instead of seeking treatment and taking the risk that people will find out about their children. Who's to say Yumigawa's parents aren't even more obsessed with their reputation than the average Japanese parents?

Then again, this is more of a suggestion than a summary. Sweets is free to write what he feels is correct in the end.

>>3322207
>Who says they have to be as normal and well-adjusted as they look?
Well, I do. Because I'm the author. Rushorou is the psycho of the family; his parents are just good people.
Don't get me wrong, I don't want to railroad you guys. I'm trying to give you as much freedom as possible in figuring out where things go from here.
I also want to be totally clear on the backstory, though. So, hopefully this clears it all up.
>So, in summary, he looks perfect, but is actually a perfectionist.
Sort of, yes. He gets perfect results through effort, but isn't really pushing himself to do so. He just doesn't have anything he'd rather do.
>He's obsessed with being the best, doing the best, helping as many people as he can
Yes, yes, and no. He's resolved to be the best at whatever he does, because he's been told that's how to be happy, and because it's very doable for him.
He doesn't really care one way or another about other people, and certainly not about helping them. He's done exactly what's expected of the president, no more and no less. He can put on a great show of altruism during a campaign, if that's needed, but doesn't feel any. Of course, if you want to steer him in that direction, maybe he can discover the joy of helping people during the war?

>Deep-seated desire for approval
Not even a little bit. He does what his parents tell him because he has no motivation for himself, not because he desperately seeks approval.

Now, I did say in the background post at the beginning that you care about your parents and feel guilt over the way your apathy is hurting your mother. That's true. Rushorou's parents are the only people he's felt empathy for in his life so far, motivated by the ties of blood and the gratitude he feels towards them for the care he's received.
Again, if you want to play a hero, he can discover empathy during the quest. This is just what's happened up until now.

Rolled 10, 19 = 29 (2d20)

Alright, hopefully that resolves all confusion about Rushorou's character. He can become whatever you want! Vote for him to be a sadist, vote for him to be a hero, whatever you like.

As for the last vote, we've got a majority for calling out to the other student. Roll 1d20.

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>3322225

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>3322225
>19
Oh, for fuck's sake...

>>3322229
OH FOR FUCKS SAKE.

>>3322218
Alright, now that that's done let's get back to the quest.
I can't help but feel that you dislike me for some reason. Maybe I've been a prick, or something? Please tell me if that's the case

Rolled 9 (1d20)

So it would be perfectly in character for him to just watch. Too bad he's just gonna be another Shirou.

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>>3322229
Why?

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>>3322229

>>3322231
Sorry if I come off that way. I don't dislike you necessarily, and I'd like to keep up good relations with all my players. Sorry if I'm being rude in my attempts at clarification.
Just wanted to be clear about Rushorou, since I had a specific idea of each protagonist option's backstory going into the quest.

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>>3322237
I'M SORRY!

>>3322229
Wouldn't have happened if everyone wasn't obsessed with being a saint.

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>>3322229
Oh boy, it's time for the heart-pounding segment everybody hates: The Tiger Dojo!

WRITING...

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>>3322240
THE HEAT OF MY HATRED FOR YOU EXCEEDS THE MAXIMUM POWER OF ARS ALMADEL SALOMONIS

>>3322242
well except for the fact it actually would.

>>3322246
There's no way to prove that.

You decide to call out to the student in the middle of the battlefield. On the one hand, you feel it would be wise to gather as many of your fellow transportees as possible and try to work together to get home. On the other hand, you're certain that even with your record at the school track, you're not fast enough to dart in and save the other student under your own power, avoiding the superhuman fighters in the process.
Hopefully this will end his fear-induced paralysis and convince him to run towards you and Matsuda, and then the three of you can escape together.
Thus resolved, you shout at the top of your lungs:

"HEY, YOU THERE! GET OUT OF THAT BATTLEFIELD! YOU'RE IN DANGER!"
...silence descends...
The other student nervously looks around towards you and gets up, starting to make for you. At the same time, however, the two fighters have stopped their feud and focused on the newcomers. There's a moment of hesitation, when you're not sure yet that this is going bad. They might decide you aren't a threat, after all. One of them could take the opportunity to attack the other. They could focus on the moving student instead of you, they could...
A shadow moves, too fast for you to see, and there's a spear sprouting from your chest. The pain is unparalleled; exquisite; a sensory confection of piercing, shredding, twisting, and burning, starting at the heart and raging through every vein in your body from there. You have very little time to experience it before you die.

https://youtu.be/_asNhzXq72w

I'd like you folks to enjoy this sound effect whenever you get a DEAD END from here on out.

>>3322265
I prefer https://youtu.be/XEm-anELm10 myself.

>>3322268
Eh. Not comical enough for my tastes. To each his own.

>>3322265
>>3322268
https://youtube.com/watch?v=IsS_VMzY10I is superior

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You come to, once again, in a strange martial arts hall. The mysterious kendo woman is standing in front of you again, and how do you keep waking up while standing anyway?

It's one of life's great mysteries.

Contrary to the last time, the hakama-clad woman is wearing a big smile.

"I see now, so there was no point in my advice last time! Giving an idiot like you advice is...""
" Meaningless. "

...the smile drains away, leaving only the rage of a tiger.

"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? How did you die here? Didn't you learn anything from the award-winning original work starring me, humanity's favorite heroine? Don't you remember when Shirou ran into two servants fighting and died because he made too much noise? Was my poor boy's suffering worth nothing to you?"

The incredible volatility of this woman's emotions is frankly stunning. In no time at all, she goes from happy, to enraged, to advertising, to tearfully evoking someone you've never heard of while shaking you back and forth by the lapels. Finally she wipes away her tears and lets you regain your posture.

"Well, Ru-chan," she declares, pointing a decisive finger between your eyes, "I'll give you this advice and this Tiger Stamp even if you don't pay attention to what's good for you. That's what it means to be a big-hearted teacher! Whatever you do, even if you want to save the other boy, don't make too much noise and attract the attention of those phantoms! They can kill you as easily as I can do..."
THIS!

This final exclamation is punctuated by a sharp impact to the side of your head from her shinai. But how? You didn't even see her pick one up...

Now, do you...

>[ ] Rush in to protect your fellow student. Get him out of there yourself!

>[ ] Try to avoid the fight. Maybe you can slip by, and keep heading North while the fighters are occupied?

>[ ] Call out to your fellow student. Getting between those two fighters is too dangerous for you, but maybe you can shock him out of his stupor.

>[ ] Admit to Matsuda that you don't have any cash on you; maybe you two can just spectate without betting?

>>3322279
>Admit to Matsuda that you don't have any cash on you; maybe you two can just spectate without betting?
This time we watch and wait for an actual opening.

>>3322292
>>3322294
Yep.

By the way, I hope you folks are liking my version of the Tiger Dojo. Obviously it's not as good as the original, but if it's funny enough to ease the irritation of dying, that'd be great.

...You'll probably be dying a lot in this quest.

>>3322301
It's all good.
>You'll probably be dying a lot in this quest.
I am HURT by your lack of confidence in us.
Almost as much as I am hurt by mine.

>>3322309
Look at it this way. So far, you've had four possible deaths, and you've gotten two of them. It's not that I have no confidence in you, it's just that I've modeled my storytelling on Fate/Stay Night. It was a game where you died a lot.

Speaking of which, you've got two of four possible Tiger Stamps so far! Since there's no reloading an old save in quests, I'm sorry to say that this puts the $24,000 cash prize forever out of reach.
Best of luck next time!

>>3322312
We can just ask the the Grail for the cash prize anyway.

I'm going to leave this open for a while longer, maybe go to bed. It's almost 4:00am where I am, and I imagine that has something to do with the lack of folks voting right now. Thanks for playing tonight, everyone.

>>3322338
Goodnight, Sweets. I'm hoping things work out this time.

>>3322292
>Admit to Matsuda that you don't have any cash on you; maybe you two can just spectate without betting?

Not attempting to preach to you or anything QM, but if you have reasonably strong characterizations for the PC already set up its best to convey this by way of writing and/or more detailed character profiles.

>>3322292
>>[ ] Admit to Matsuda that you don't have any cash on you; maybe you two can just spectate without betting?

Rolled 14, 16 = 30 (2d20)

Alright, it's a brand new day here in beautiful My Home , and I'm here to provide entertainment for you folks.

Looks like you'll be hanging out and watching the fight with Matsuda like a couple of bros. Roll 1d20.

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>3322611

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>3322611
Morning.

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>3322611

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>exponentially worse consecutive rolls
WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH US?!

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>>3322627
Why are we still here? Just to suffer?

>>3322430
Yep! I did try to convey his character through the introductory bio and then his reactions after waking up, but it didn't really come across, I guess. That's why I went through and explained in more detail last night.

>>3322615
>>3322621
>>3322622
All this good luck today, it's just incredible!

WRITING...

...on second thought, maybe Matsuda has a point. You've never been one to stand around and watch fights before, but getting involved, or even getting their attention, could be pretty dangerous.
You turn back to Matsuda, boldly meet his gaze, and declare:
"I don't have any money."

Matsuda blows a puff of smoke in your face and disappointedly returns the ¥2000 bill to his pocket.

"Oh well, that's life, I guess. What happened, you get mugged by skeletons?"

You meet Matsuda's smirking joke with an impassive gaze.

"No, I actually woke up with nothing but the clothes on me. I've been wondering why you didn't get the same treatment, to be honest."

This seems to get to him a bit more. He stops grinning, and thinks about it for a moment. If he comes to any conclusion, though, it's a private one, as he replies,

"Guess everybody's different. Not like any o' this makes sense anyway."

As you two are discussing your respective inventory situations, the fighting winds to a close. As Matsuda predicted, the spearman seems to be winning, inflicting repeated light wounds to his enemy that slow the sword-user down bit by bit. Just as he gets ready to deliver the final blow, however, his opponent unleashes some kind of burst of energy that sends shockwaves in all directions, but has its primary effect in sending the sword-user flying up to a rooftop. Spinning on his heel after landing, the sword-user flees the scene, with the spearman in chase.

Now it's just you, Matsuda, and the unidentified spectator.

Do you...

>[ ] Approach your fellow student, see if he's alright and if he knows anything about those superhuman fighters.

>[ ] Ignore the other spectator, and continue on your way towards the light on the northern horizon.

>[ ] Something else? (Write in)

>>3322665
>[ ] Approach your fellow student, see if he's alright and if he knows anything about those superhuman fighters
Alright, CLEARLY things will work out now

>>3322665
>Approach your fellow student, see if he's alright and if he knows anything about those superhuman fighters.

Since this was such a dangerous encounter, I'd like to share how it worked with you.
Running in to save the guy had a DC of 15. Fail and you die.
Calling out to him had a DC of 18. Fail and you die.
Sneaking around had a DC of 12. Fail and die, but success still leaves the other guy behind.
Finally, spectating had DC 10. Fail and the other guy dies, but there's no chance of your death.

>>3322673
Oh, neat

>>3322665
[ ] Approach your fellow student, see if he's alright and if he knows anything about those superhuman fighters.
Finally, something goes our way.

>>3322665
>>[ ] Approach your fellow student, see if he's alright and if he knows anything about those superhuman fighters.

>>3322665
>>[ ] Approach your fellow student, see if he's alright and if he knows anything about those superhuman fighters.
We barely made it on the easiest option. At least it worked.

Alright, looks like
>O-ho? You're approaching me?
takes it unanimously. Now you'll have to wait a million years while I find the perfect portrait for male Tomoko.

WRITING...

Fuck I wish I could draw. Finding character portraits is harder than writing this quest.

Well, I can't find a picture, and now I have to go to work. Pixiv, you have failed me.
I'll be back in several hours. If some anon has a good portrait of a loser-looking dude with shoulder-length black hair that covers his eyes, that would be amazing.

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>>3322754
Something like this?

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>>3322763
Best I could find

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>>3322763
What about this? Glasses overlap with Rushorou, but he definitely feels like an antisocial teen loser.

>>3323064
Shoop the glasses off?

>>3323074
I'm phoneposting, so can't do it myself. Will maybe give it a shot if Sweets-Loving isn't back on when I get home.

>>3322177
I think the best advice I can give to a QM who gets shitposting is to ignore it. Hopefully your players would do the same, but you need to stay above it at all times.

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>>3322764
>>3322954
>>3323064
You guys are wonderful players and I don't deserve you. Now I have more time to write instead of hunting for portraits!

Although all 3 are great, I'll have to go with the rule 63 Tomoko. Really captures the aura of gloom. He doesn't have a pack, though.

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>>3323448
>Although all 3 are great, I'll have to go with the rule 63 Tomoko. Really captures the aura of gloom. He doesn't have a pack, though.
https://youtu.be/R2RQhgT8NWM?t=31

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With the mysterious fighters out of the way, you're fairly sure it's safe to approach the other student at this point. Just to make sure, you scan the horizon before advancing. No movement. The other student starts to get to his feet, fearfully looking around, as you jog up to meet him.

"Lucky you got through that in one piece, huh? I'm Yumigawa Rushorou, and this is Matsuda Ryuuta. Did you wake up here without knowing why too?"

The guy looks at you like a rabbit staring down a snake. He's almost a head shorter than you, about 5'5", and for a few moments he just stands there, quivering. As he does so, you take in his appearance. Long, unkempt hair, large bags under his eyes, and a slovenly posture all attest to a life of weakness, but you can't help noticing that his uniform is from an even more prestigious school than yours. Damn!
Then he manages to open his mouth and start talking, finally.

"Nice to... I mean, yeah, that was, well, er..."

He trails off, stumbling over his own words; takes a deep breath, and tries again.

"Y-y-yeah, I was afraid those things would, ah, kill me. I'm, er, I'm O-Ogawara. Ogawara Yatsuhide. I w-woke up just, just lying right there, you know? Just right there underneath them. Ah, that's right. N-nice to, er, to meet you, Yumigawa-san. Wh-what's wrong with this place? It's like the beginning of an action anime. I half expect Kenshiro to come walking through one of these shops, you know? Hehehe"
You notice his speech mysteriously clears up as soon as he brings up anime.

Socially awkward otaku GET! How do you respond?

>[ ] "I don't know anything about what's going on here, Ogawara-kun. Matsuda-kun and I woke up seperately, just like you, and we've been looking for other survivors or a way out. There are skeletons wandering around as well as those things that were fighting around you, though."

>[ ] "I'm not sure how this all happened or where we are, but there's a place on the horizon where the smoke is clear and there's some kind of light. Matsuda-kun and I are heading for that. Why don't you come with us, Ogawara-kun?"

>[ ] "I don't know what's going on here, and I don't have any advice for you either. I just wanted to see if you had any information; if you don't, you're on your own, Ogawara."

>[ ] Write in a response

>>3323571
>"I'm not sure how this all happened or where we are, but there's a place on the horizon where the smoke is clear and there's some kind of light. Matsuda-kun and I are heading for that. Why don't you come with us, Ogawara-kun?"