Nasuverse # Holes In Orange And Blue (F/sn x Portal crossove
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Then you are saying that Rin, whose reinforcement is normal instead of reality bending like shirou's, is capable of reinforcing her body enough to reinforce her body enough to overcame the mistery of one of the greatest witches of the age of gods. And then you are giving lancelot abiliy of creating np at touch to every servant.
Please someone give some applauses to this man!
Berserk can do that because he has fucking A.rank strenght, and the other servant is material. They are simply sturdy like hell when physical.
And by the way, the spiky plate is a Aperture Science product. With that, the enough avanced technology is magic, should work with them. Futhermore they are composed by magic solidified, that could give the capabilities very well. We'll never know, as it isn't specified.
And by all we know about alternate realities, they could have alternate rules, too. So citing any other work than fate isn't very important here.
Please someone give some applauses to this man!
Berserk can do that because he has fucking A.rank strenght, and the other servant is material. They are simply sturdy like hell when physical.
And by the way, the spiky plate is a Aperture Science product. With that, the enough avanced technology is magic, should work with them. Futhermore they are composed by magic solidified, that could give the capabilities very well. We'll never know, as it isn't specified.
And by all we know about alternate realities, they could have alternate rules, too. So citing any other work than fate isn't very important here.
Now scene 10, one that I really liked to write.
Time to rape canon.
Enjoy!
Scene 10:
There was no way that Emiya Shirou could win.
Archer was better than him at projection, at reinforcement, at battle analysis. At fighting itself.
Which was a funny thing since he claimed to be Emiya Shirou, too.
While crossing blows he talked, talked with words as painful as the numerous cuts that now covered Shirou's body. He talked about his dream, calling it impossible, calling it fake. A lie.
He explained with words filled with self hate what would wait for him at the end of his crusade to help people. What his borrowed ambitions left him at the end.
Nothing, nothing but death. But the backstabbing of those he saved, as they could not understand him.
And after that, after death, his own ideal would betray him.
In the end he would have nothing but a wasteland and grave-like swords.
And he believed him, because he was losing in the middle of that world. Because, even if everything was alien to him, something in his mind recognized that the owner of that place could not be other than himself, a twisted version of himself.
But even if he was losing he wouldn't surrender. While he was sure that at least he could help someone in any sort of way he wouldn't stop fighting.
And he knew that he could help. He could save people with his still developing skills! He could make their lives better with the ideas that he had in his mind!
With the advice that Chell gave him, with his magic and science holding hands, Emiya Shirou felt that he could save the world itself!
He fought against Archer with all he had, reinforcing his punches until they were able to crack the hero's armour, sending his body safety to Hell. He blocked with hastily made metal plates of the same materials and proprieties that whatever sword was being used against him, and projected his own swords only when his hands were close enough to his enemy that they couldn't be stopped.
He could sympathize with Archer, to who everything had betrayed in the end. But that did not mean that he was going to follow his same destiny.
"You are not anyone to tell me what will happen!" He managed block a longsword, but a katana made a wound in one of his sides " Even if you are Emiya Shirou, you are not me! My destiny and yours will not be the same!"
His falchion penetrated a bit in Archers arm before being destroyed by the same two handed sword that caused a deep cut in his chest.
He wouldn't lose against a selfish bastard that had forgotten his dream, and was trying to cause paradox! Something that could erase all the time, backwards and forwards, for God's sake!
"This is my life, my decisions! I'll make my own rules!"
In his hands the pair of black-white Chinese short swords appeared, using the moment in which Archer sword was disappearing, going for his neck in the only second he would be unarmed.
"YOU FOOL!"
A punch with force of a Heroic Spirit augmented by perfected reinforcement impacted in his face, showing him that the opening had not been something random.
Archer face deformed in a image of pure anger and rage as he let aside his swords and started a uninterrupted chain of hits in Shirou's face.
"While Emiya Shirou walks the path of the hero he will always end the same! There is no hope at the end of that way!"
Under the blows and the screams Shirou's concentration broke, and with it the reinforcement that encompassed his skin.
"You are empty, Emiya Shirou! You have nothing worthwhile to call truly yours! Only the borrowed will of a dead man!"
The next punch made him fell to the floor and see stars. Archer observed him with a face of hate and disgust, and then he drew one of the swords that waited in the ground around him.
"Nothing changes every time I get summoned. The same skills, the same wills, the same ideals, they are always the same."
He readied his sword, preparing the last blow.
"They are the lemons that life gave us. Now stay still, Emiya Shirou, because it's time that I make lemonade."
Something exploded in Shirous mind.
Archer's was right, in the fire he had lost all. He became a void that needed the will of someone else to be filled, and saving people was simply so beautiful. He had accepted Emiya Kirutsugu will with a smile.
But that was not the only one that now filled him.
And that other new part of him would never accept Archer's words. They seemed unnatural to it. It forced him to move even if his body couldn't, filling him with a rage that made Archer's appear like a joke.
He roared.
"DON'T MAKE LEMONADE!"
Before the Counter Guardian could bring the weapon down he was in his feet again, face to face with Archer, and delivered a very hard headbutt to him. Enough to make the man step back, even if not reinforcement had been used.
The world itself trembled at the words. The gears that floated in the horizon behind Shirou started to slow down.
"What...!?"
"IF YOU DON'T WANT THE LEMONS, MAKE LIFE TAKE THEM BACK!"
He reinforced his fist until it overloaded. Blades poked out of his skin but Shirou seemed to not mind as he used that to punch Archer in the face.
The fake hero stagged back, his face bleeding copiously from the last hit. He scowled. Deciding that he had taken enough from that punk, he made swords rain over him.
"GET MAD!"
Shirou projected a very big and dense metallic plate in the air using it to block the torrent of weapons.
"I DON'T WANT YOUR DAMN LEMONS, WHAT I AM SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THESE?!"
The words flowed out of his mouth like he was possessed. The words of a man that he heard many times in his dreams.
"What are you doing?! How are you doing this?!" Archer couldn't prevent a exclamation of surprise as the weapons in the air above Shirou just vanished. This was his reality. That shouldn't be happening!
"DEMAND TO SEE LIFE'S MANAGER!"
Cave Johnson had been a lot of things, a genius, a seller, a monster... But above all things he was a leader, a man with a great will. The will to overcame any difficulties that he faced, the will that made his scientists search manners of ignoring the laws of reality each time that they blocked the path towards his goals.
"MAKE LIFE RUE THAT DAY THAT IT THOUGHT IT COULD GIVE EMIYA SHIROU LEMONS!"
But in the end he had been a normal man. He could not remake the world at his image when he saw fit.
But Emiya Shirou, the one that now carried his words, his will to overcome everything, could.
And Archer stared incredulously as part of his world changed under his eyes.
"DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?!"
He had nearly no prana left, but it wasn't important right now.
This was not any kind spell. And it would never be even near the aria that he would use to call his inner world. But here, in a place where the World had been negated already, the words containing the dying will of a man mixed into his soul with the borrowed ideal of his father, and they were enough.
If this was a matter of wills, Emiya Shirou's shined like a sun.
"I'M THE MAN THAT IS GOING TO BURN YOUR WORLD DOWN!"
And reality broke into two in the middle of them.
The cogwheels from the air behind him stopped and fell, behind them a myriad of more tiny and interconnected gears and hydraulic mechanisms could be seen covering the whole horizon, smoking and sparking, without letting any piece of the sky be seen. They moved fast and crazily, accompanied by the mechanical noises of a thousand machines working frenetically over steel.
This was the realization of his skills, dreams and will. Those 'lemons' that Archer hated that much.
"WITH THE LEMONS!"
The earth under Emiya Shirou feet changed into a smooth surface of concrete. The grave like swords melted in the air, to be replaced with perfectly ordered ones in a grid distribution. Every blade that he could see into Archer's world was remade for him in the crazy, marvelous and impossible factory behind him, then placed near him to be used.
And Shirou did exactly that. He reached for the first sword he had within reach with his not bladed hand and charged against Archer. His twisted future self responded in kind, ignoring his surprise by what the fuck had happened, and made his favored short swords appear before charging against the fast coming form of Shirou.
Above them the swords that rained from the air in Archer's side were stopped as machinery that replaced the sky in Shirou's became louder and started to spit the same ones.
The endless steel forge versus the infinite metal factory.
No matter where both of them looked, there were Unlimited Blade Works waiting to be drawn.
They crossed blades and fist in another shower of sparks.
"I'M GOING TO DISCOVER HOW TO PROJECT A COMBUSTIBLE LEMON THAT BURNS YOU WORLD DOWN!"
Shirou didn't care anymore how better than him Archer was in every aspect, he only cared about making him swallow every word he said before.
His future self had said that he couldn't save people, that he couldn't fight Servants alone. But you know where he would be if he followed the rules?
Dead. Dead and Chell-less.
Time to rape canon.
Enjoy!
Scene 10:
There was no way that Emiya Shirou could win.
Archer was better than him at projection, at reinforcement, at battle analysis. At fighting itself.
Which was a funny thing since he claimed to be Emiya Shirou, too.
While crossing blows he talked, talked with words as painful as the numerous cuts that now covered Shirou's body. He talked about his dream, calling it impossible, calling it fake. A lie.
He explained with words filled with self hate what would wait for him at the end of his crusade to help people. What his borrowed ambitions left him at the end.
Nothing, nothing but death. But the backstabbing of those he saved, as they could not understand him.
And after that, after death, his own ideal would betray him.
In the end he would have nothing but a wasteland and grave-like swords.
And he believed him, because he was losing in the middle of that world. Because, even if everything was alien to him, something in his mind recognized that the owner of that place could not be other than himself, a twisted version of himself.
But even if he was losing he wouldn't surrender. While he was sure that at least he could help someone in any sort of way he wouldn't stop fighting.
And he knew that he could help. He could save people with his still developing skills! He could make their lives better with the ideas that he had in his mind!
With the advice that Chell gave him, with his magic and science holding hands, Emiya Shirou felt that he could save the world itself!
He fought against Archer with all he had, reinforcing his punches until they were able to crack the hero's armour, sending his body safety to Hell. He blocked with hastily made metal plates of the same materials and proprieties that whatever sword was being used against him, and projected his own swords only when his hands were close enough to his enemy that they couldn't be stopped.
He could sympathize with Archer, to who everything had betrayed in the end. But that did not mean that he was going to follow his same destiny.
"You are not anyone to tell me what will happen!" He managed block a longsword, but a katana made a wound in one of his sides " Even if you are Emiya Shirou, you are not me! My destiny and yours will not be the same!"
His falchion penetrated a bit in Archers arm before being destroyed by the same two handed sword that caused a deep cut in his chest.
He wouldn't lose against a selfish bastard that had forgotten his dream, and was trying to cause paradox! Something that could erase all the time, backwards and forwards, for God's sake!
"This is my life, my decisions! I'll make my own rules!"
In his hands the pair of black-white Chinese short swords appeared, using the moment in which Archer sword was disappearing, going for his neck in the only second he would be unarmed.
"YOU FOOL!"
A punch with force of a Heroic Spirit augmented by perfected reinforcement impacted in his face, showing him that the opening had not been something random.
Archer face deformed in a image of pure anger and rage as he let aside his swords and started a uninterrupted chain of hits in Shirou's face.
"While Emiya Shirou walks the path of the hero he will always end the same! There is no hope at the end of that way!"
Under the blows and the screams Shirou's concentration broke, and with it the reinforcement that encompassed his skin.
"You are empty, Emiya Shirou! You have nothing worthwhile to call truly yours! Only the borrowed will of a dead man!"
The next punch made him fell to the floor and see stars. Archer observed him with a face of hate and disgust, and then he drew one of the swords that waited in the ground around him.
"Nothing changes every time I get summoned. The same skills, the same wills, the same ideals, they are always the same."
He readied his sword, preparing the last blow.
"They are the lemons that life gave us. Now stay still, Emiya Shirou, because it's time that I make lemonade."
Something exploded in Shirous mind.
Archer's was right, in the fire he had lost all. He became a void that needed the will of someone else to be filled, and saving people was simply so beautiful. He had accepted Emiya Kirutsugu will with a smile.
But that was not the only one that now filled him.
And that other new part of him would never accept Archer's words. They seemed unnatural to it. It forced him to move even if his body couldn't, filling him with a rage that made Archer's appear like a joke.
He roared.
"DON'T MAKE LEMONADE!"
Before the Counter Guardian could bring the weapon down he was in his feet again, face to face with Archer, and delivered a very hard headbutt to him. Enough to make the man step back, even if not reinforcement had been used.
The world itself trembled at the words. The gears that floated in the horizon behind Shirou started to slow down.
"What...!?"
"IF YOU DON'T WANT THE LEMONS, MAKE LIFE TAKE THEM BACK!"
He reinforced his fist until it overloaded. Blades poked out of his skin but Shirou seemed to not mind as he used that to punch Archer in the face.
The fake hero stagged back, his face bleeding copiously from the last hit. He scowled. Deciding that he had taken enough from that punk, he made swords rain over him.
"GET MAD!"
Shirou projected a very big and dense metallic plate in the air using it to block the torrent of weapons.
"I DON'T WANT YOUR DAMN LEMONS, WHAT I AM SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THESE?!"
The words flowed out of his mouth like he was possessed. The words of a man that he heard many times in his dreams.
"What are you doing?! How are you doing this?!" Archer couldn't prevent a exclamation of surprise as the weapons in the air above Shirou just vanished. This was his reality. That shouldn't be happening!
"DEMAND TO SEE LIFE'S MANAGER!"
Cave Johnson had been a lot of things, a genius, a seller, a monster... But above all things he was a leader, a man with a great will. The will to overcame any difficulties that he faced, the will that made his scientists search manners of ignoring the laws of reality each time that they blocked the path towards his goals.
"MAKE LIFE RUE THAT DAY THAT IT THOUGHT IT COULD GIVE EMIYA SHIROU LEMONS!"
But in the end he had been a normal man. He could not remake the world at his image when he saw fit.
But Emiya Shirou, the one that now carried his words, his will to overcome everything, could.
And Archer stared incredulously as part of his world changed under his eyes.
"DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?!"
He had nearly no prana left, but it wasn't important right now.
This was not any kind spell. And it would never be even near the aria that he would use to call his inner world. But here, in a place where the World had been negated already, the words containing the dying will of a man mixed into his soul with the borrowed ideal of his father, and they were enough.
If this was a matter of wills, Emiya Shirou's shined like a sun.
"I'M THE MAN THAT IS GOING TO BURN YOUR WORLD DOWN!"
And reality broke into two in the middle of them.
The cogwheels from the air behind him stopped and fell, behind them a myriad of more tiny and interconnected gears and hydraulic mechanisms could be seen covering the whole horizon, smoking and sparking, without letting any piece of the sky be seen. They moved fast and crazily, accompanied by the mechanical noises of a thousand machines working frenetically over steel.
This was the realization of his skills, dreams and will. Those 'lemons' that Archer hated that much.
"WITH THE LEMONS!"
The earth under Emiya Shirou feet changed into a smooth surface of concrete. The grave like swords melted in the air, to be replaced with perfectly ordered ones in a grid distribution. Every blade that he could see into Archer's world was remade for him in the crazy, marvelous and impossible factory behind him, then placed near him to be used.
And Shirou did exactly that. He reached for the first sword he had within reach with his not bladed hand and charged against Archer. His twisted future self responded in kind, ignoring his surprise by what the fuck had happened, and made his favored short swords appear before charging against the fast coming form of Shirou.
Above them the swords that rained from the air in Archer's side were stopped as machinery that replaced the sky in Shirou's became louder and started to spit the same ones.
The endless steel forge versus the infinite metal factory.
No matter where both of them looked, there were Unlimited Blade Works waiting to be drawn.
They crossed blades and fist in another shower of sparks.
"I'M GOING TO DISCOVER HOW TO PROJECT A COMBUSTIBLE LEMON THAT BURNS YOU WORLD DOWN!"
Shirou didn't care anymore how better than him Archer was in every aspect, he only cared about making him swallow every word he said before.
His future self had said that he couldn't save people, that he couldn't fight Servants alone. But you know where he would be if he followed the rules?
Dead. Dead and Chell-less.
Scene 10 was awesome
That line is gold right there. Rue is an awesome word. Nobody uses it anymore but it is still awesome. I haven't laughed so hard since I taught my little brother to use the word rue. Now when some one makes him mad, he shouts, "I'M NOT HAPPY! YOU WILL RUE THE DAY YOU MADE ME NOT HAPPY!" Then he usually kicks them in the shin. It's funny as hell.
That line is gold right there. Rue is an awesome word. Nobody uses it anymore but it is still awesome. I haven't laughed so hard since I taught my little brother to use the word rue. Now when some one makes him mad, he shouts, "I'M NOT HAPPY! YOU WILL RUE THE DAY YOU MADE ME NOT HAPPY!" Then he usually kicks them in the shin. It's funny as hell.
Search YouTube for "lemon speech" if you want to hear the original version; the result you want is named "Portal 2 - Cave Johnson's Lemon Speech" and should be near, if not at, the top.
Set up is, long story short, Cave did something stupid that is killing him, and he's taking it like his usual self.
PS: Oh yeah, there's a fairly major spoiler for events that happen at the end of Chapter 5 of the game in that vid, just FYI (the scene takes place towards the end of Chapter 7, and the game is only 9 chapters long). It's not directly stated, but you should be able to figure it out from the subtitles...
Set up is, long story short, Cave did something stupid that is killing him, and he's taking it like his usual self.
PS: Oh yeah, there's a fairly major spoiler for events that happen at the end of Chapter 5 of the game in that vid, just FYI (the scene takes place towards the end of Chapter 7, and the game is only 9 chapters long). It's not directly stated, but you should be able to figure it out from the subtitles...
As awesome as Shirou channeling Cave Johnson is, it terrifies me on some level. Why do I see part of the epilogue to this story going:
'The world renowned scientist, Emiya Shirou, announced the opening of Aperture Laboratories today, proclaiming it as a facility devoted to the continued pursuit of pure science, as well as new and exciting scientific discoveries ... also, in unrelated news, an army of mutant mantis men has invaded downtown Fuyuki. Citizens are advised to be careful.'
Seriously, nothing good can come from channeling someone that crazy awesome (with emphasis on crazy).
'The world renowned scientist, Emiya Shirou, announced the opening of Aperture Laboratories today, proclaiming it as a facility devoted to the continued pursuit of pure science, as well as new and exciting scientific discoveries ... also, in unrelated news, an army of mutant mantis men has invaded downtown Fuyuki. Citizens are advised to be careful.'
Seriously, nothing good can come from channeling someone that crazy awesome (with emphasis on crazy).
I must correct you, because you are wrong.
Servant's, and weapons wielded by Servants, can harm other Servants, this does not mean that they turn whatever they touch into Noble Phantasms, Noble Phantasms have there own stats and abilities.
Lancelot's ability is much better then the basic stuff all other servant's get automatically, see the F-16 or whatever he high jacked, the anti missile Flare launcher becoming a demonic homing fire ball cannon.
And no, Servants don't have physical bodies, they're ghosts, specifically, a special kind of Ghost Liner, according to Rin.
Only Saber and Gilgamesh had physical Bodies, Saber because she never died, and thus couldn't be a ghost, and Gilgamesh because the Fourth Grail created one for him.
The one's that walk around are just condensed Legend and Magic, hard Light in the form of Flesh, Solid Holograms, but with Magic.
Servants literally CAN NOT be killed by mere physical force, you need something that can effect Spirit's, which takes Magic, or Ether.
If you took the Moon and Slammed it into the Earth, a Servant would survive it.
Nuclear Bombs generate only Physical Force from the Shock wave and heat from the Explosion, with fall out radiation being sprayed everywhere, at worst a Servant would be flung away, but they wouldn't be hurt at all, because Energy can not be 'destroyed', at least not Conventionally.
And yes, Rin did match Medea of Colchis in a fist fight, because Medea of Colchis was a PRINCESS AND DIDN'T KNOW SHIT ABOUT FIGHTING.
And no, the Materials created by Projection are just magic pretending to be Physical matter, and it act's like the Matter it's pretending to be until the World notices that that's not a table or whatever, but just magic wearing a paper mask with a table on it, if the material projected wasn't magical, then the material created wouldn't act like it was magical.
Servant's, and weapons wielded by Servants, can harm other Servants, this does not mean that they turn whatever they touch into Noble Phantasms, Noble Phantasms have there own stats and abilities.
Lancelot's ability is much better then the basic stuff all other servant's get automatically, see the F-16 or whatever he high jacked, the anti missile Flare launcher becoming a demonic homing fire ball cannon.
And no, Servants don't have physical bodies, they're ghosts, specifically, a special kind of Ghost Liner, according to Rin.
Only Saber and Gilgamesh had physical Bodies, Saber because she never died, and thus couldn't be a ghost, and Gilgamesh because the Fourth Grail created one for him.
The one's that walk around are just condensed Legend and Magic, hard Light in the form of Flesh, Solid Holograms, but with Magic.
Servants literally CAN NOT be killed by mere physical force, you need something that can effect Spirit's, which takes Magic, or Ether.
If you took the Moon and Slammed it into the Earth, a Servant would survive it.
Nuclear Bombs generate only Physical Force from the Shock wave and heat from the Explosion, with fall out radiation being sprayed everywhere, at worst a Servant would be flung away, but they wouldn't be hurt at all, because Energy can not be 'destroyed', at least not Conventionally.
And yes, Rin did match Medea of Colchis in a fist fight, because Medea of Colchis was a PRINCESS AND DIDN'T KNOW SHIT ABOUT FIGHTING.
And no, the Materials created by Projection are just magic pretending to be Physical matter, and it act's like the Matter it's pretending to be until the World notices that that's not a table or whatever, but just magic wearing a paper mask with a table on it, if the material projected wasn't magical, then the material created wouldn't act like it was magical.
First, with same easyness I can say that you are incorrect, Aarik.
There is nothing special about berserker slab of rock, look it's entry in the novel. And there is no place where it says that things picked up by servants gain the ability to damage other sevants, you are assuming things.
Rin did tell that the servants are one kind of ghost, yes, one that can turn material. And that need extense damage to be destroyed.
And I'm hearing a lot of thing about nothing modern being able to touch servants, but seeing only concrete references to modern firearms and that kind of weapon, I don't buy it. Too much speculation over a few passing words. Like other people said, links or concrete references, Wikis don't count.
About the projected things. You don't know. I know what projection do, thanks, but you don't know if projected object could gain some ability because of being made by magic, because nasu never specified nothing of the sort.
If it's no specialy denied, or is denied but ignored in some place, it's fair game.
There is nothing special about berserker slab of rock, look it's entry in the novel. And there is no place where it says that things picked up by servants gain the ability to damage other sevants, you are assuming things.
Rin did tell that the servants are one kind of ghost, yes, one that can turn material. And that need extense damage to be destroyed.
And I'm hearing a lot of thing about nothing modern being able to touch servants, but seeing only concrete references to modern firearms and that kind of weapon, I don't buy it. Too much speculation over a few passing words. Like other people said, links or concrete references, Wikis don't count.
About the projected things. You don't know. I know what projection do, thanks, but you don't know if projected object could gain some ability because of being made by magic, because nasu never specified nothing of the sort.
If it's no specialy denied, or is denied but ignored in some place, it's fair game.
Ragnarok, how hard is it to understand, that using a bomb on a ghost doesn't work, even if it's a good bomb?
Berserker's Attack Stat is A, he attack's with an Attack Stat of A, if he's doing that with a Slab of Rock, it doesn't matter, because Berserker is attacking, and his Attack Stat is still A.
Using a non magic weapon doesn't make their Attack Stat go down or disappear.
Inanimate object's have no Attack Stat, so they don't work, since, as far as the Servant's are concerned, normal shit has an Attack Stat of 0, no plus or minus.
Wait, neither you or Ragnarok speak native English.
There isn't any point to this.
Berserker's Attack Stat is A, he attack's with an Attack Stat of A, if he's doing that with a Slab of Rock, it doesn't matter, because Berserker is attacking, and his Attack Stat is still A.
Using a non magic weapon doesn't make their Attack Stat go down or disappear.
Inanimate object's have no Attack Stat, so they don't work, since, as far as the Servant's are concerned, normal shit has an Attack Stat of 0, no plus or minus.
Wait, neither you or Ragnarok speak native English.
There isn't any point to this.
Spirit: Heracles
Japanese name of spirit: ?????
Master: Illyasviel von Einzbern
Alignment: Chaotic Mad N. Phantasm: B
Strength: A+ Agility: A
Mana: A Luck: B
Endurance: A
Class skills:
Mad Enhancement B
Personal skills:
Battle Continuation A
Bravery A+
Divinity A
Eye of the Mind (Fake) B
Noble Phantasms:
God Hand Support B
Nine Lives Anti-Unit ~
Japanese name of spirit: ?????
Master: Illyasviel von Einzbern
Alignment: Chaotic Mad N. Phantasm: B
Strength: A+ Agility: A
Mana: A Luck: B
Endurance: A
Class skills:
Mad Enhancement B
Personal skills:
Battle Continuation A
Bravery A+
Divinity A
Eye of the Mind (Fake) B
Noble Phantasms:
God Hand Support B
Nine Lives Anti-Unit ~
Look, it's good that you don't care. Because i don't care about your personal interpretations of the nasuverse rules.
No I don't know what they exactly mean in fate stay night, they are no especialy mentioned in game. Therefore I took their names as what they are.
Direct me to where nasu said that they are what you say, else you are speculating.
No I don't know what they exactly mean in fate stay night, they are no especialy mentioned in game. Therefore I took their names as what they are.
Direct me to where nasu said that they are what you say, else you are speculating.
Aarik said:
Oh, and for Ragnarok:
EDIT:... You don't know what the Strength stat represents at ALL do you?
Fuck it, I don't care anymore, I'm not going to explain something as simple as what the stats are.
EDIT:... You don't know what the Strength stat represents at ALL do you?
Fuck it, I don't care anymore, I'm not going to explain something as simple as what the stats are.
And what does the Strength stat have to do with anything? All I'm arguing is your claim that any attack, no matter how powerful, cannot hurt a Servant as long as it's not magic.
While I know about God Hand, the funny thing is that the picture you posted has nothing to do with the rest of the issue. Hell, the pic doesn't even LIST god hand.
And you still haven't given me any reason other than a "they're ghosts" handwave. tell me, if they can't be affected by physical objects, why don't they ever dematerialize through buildings? If they're trying to flee or get somewhere fast, that would be very effective.
And God Hand as I understand it is that Berserker can't be killed twice in the same way. Unless a whole shitload of things happen that make him die a few times from the same attack.
And you still haven't given me any reason other than a "they're ghosts" handwave. tell me, if they can't be affected by physical objects, why don't they ever dematerialize through buildings? If they're trying to flee or get somewhere fast, that would be very effective.
And God Hand as I understand it is that Berserker can't be killed twice in the same way. Unless a whole shitload of things happen that make him die a few times from the same attack.
They do dematerialize through buildings. How do you thing Archer follows Rin around at school without anyone noticing? Hell, in Fate, Archer survives because Rin used a Command Spell to force him to go immaterial before Saber could kill him, after she slashed him. You can see him doing it in the UBW movie in <a href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DJeRNcWMvso' target='_blank' rel='nofollow'>this</a> clip. He dematerializes so he can go stand on the roof.
Can we drop this silly argument about the damn non-magic immunity? Annoying ass rules-lawyers like you are the reason why so few good FSN get completed. Just let it go and enjoy the damn fic, or stop reading it. The whole point of fanfiction is changing canon for our own entertainment anyway. Besides that, the author changes his rules to fit whatever he's working on at the moment. Trying to keep track of all of them is futile. It's like trying to mesh all editions of DnD together. Impossible.
Try to enjoy!
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A hero whose legend was unknow, who used weapons that no hero should. No magic, no inhuman feats of strength, no superhuman intelect. Only logic, stubborness without limits and the all migthy SCIENCE.
How had the Throne of Heroes acepted something so fucking weird? How could something bypass a sistem so perfect that encompassed all the probabilities of humanity and all the times of it?
Simply, by force.
By whispering the same story to all the creation from the own Root of Everything. By making at least one human in each reality create a story that had truly happened but no one ever knew it. What does it matter if is a leged or a paint? a book of a game?
Only the awe of the people is needed to ascend. And no one could know the whole story without feeling it at some point.
This was how the Heroic Spirit Chell came to be. Because of a mess so big that the Throne got the blue screen of death, and there was a new file when it rebooted.
And the most funny thing is that the cause of all of this was doing everything accidently.
Sometimes even the BIGGEST MORON can create a miracle.
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In a place beyond time and space, beyond any other dimension discovered or to discover there was the proof that science had thriumphed over the True Magics themselves.
In the center of all the creation there was a mumbling metal ball.
More indestructible that even it's creators would have thought, it simply drifted unknowly inside one black hole that contained one breach on the reality itself and ended up there. And it hadn't even realized that it had left normal space long ago.
It simply stayed there, mumbling the story of someone and begging in the end. And then begining the story again. For so much time that it seemed a eternity.
It did not beg for an opportunity to return from where it came, it knew that it didn't deserve that, nor did it truly beg for turning back time or anything like that.
It only begged for being able to say sorry. Even if it knew that even that was too much after what it had done.
Even then, Wheatley couldn't help but to hope that one day he would be able to say it. And maybe, just maybe, be forgiven.
"The end"
But he was content floating in the nothingness, because it was the only punishment fit for a monster like him.
Short Scene 00.00000001:
A hero whose legend was unknow, who used weapons that no hero should. No magic, no inhuman feats of strength, no superhuman intelect. Only logic, stubborness without limits and the all migthy SCIENCE.
How had the Throne of Heroes acepted something so fucking weird? How could something bypass a sistem so perfect that encompassed all the probabilities of humanity and all the times of it?
Simply, by force.
By whispering the same story to all the creation from the own Root of Everything. By making at least one human in each reality create a story that had truly happened but no one ever knew it. What does it matter if is a leged or a paint? a book of a game?
Only the awe of the people is needed to ascend. And no one could know the whole story without feeling it at some point.
This was how the Heroic Spirit Chell came to be. Because of a mess so big that the Throne got the blue screen of death, and there was a new file when it rebooted.
And the most funny thing is that the cause of all of this was doing everything accidently.
Sometimes even the BIGGEST MORON can create a miracle.
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In a place beyond time and space, beyond any other dimension discovered or to discover there was the proof that science had thriumphed over the True Magics themselves.
In the center of all the creation there was a mumbling metal ball.
More indestructible that even it's creators would have thought, it simply drifted unknowly inside one black hole that contained one breach on the reality itself and ended up there. And it hadn't even realized that it had left normal space long ago.
It simply stayed there, mumbling the story of someone and begging in the end. And then begining the story again. For so much time that it seemed a eternity.
It did not beg for an opportunity to return from where it came, it knew that it didn't deserve that, nor did it truly beg for turning back time or anything like that.
It only begged for being able to say sorry. Even if it knew that even that was too much after what it had done.
Even then, Wheatley couldn't help but to hope that one day he would be able to say it. And maybe, just maybe, be forgiven.
"The end"
But he was content floating in the nothingness, because it was the only punishment fit for a monster like him.