Nasuverse Random idea is random
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I try to imagine Saber using a mini-Excalibur while yelling at Shirou to stop moving so much because she won't be able to hit her target that way. 
Also the thought of an Archer - Shirou confrontation with the words "What are you going to do? Bleed on Me?" *Bite* "AARRGGHH" amuses me greatly
And now I can't stop laughing at the thought of Rider using mini-Pegasus, completely obvious to the fact that she's dragging Sakura along for a ride. :snigger:
Also the thought of an Archer - Shirou confrontation with the words "What are you going to do? Bleed on Me?" *Bite* "AARRGGHH" amuses me greatly
And now I can't stop laughing at the thought of Rider using mini-Pegasus, completely obvious to the fact that she's dragging Sakura along for a ride. :snigger:
"Good evening, onii-chan." The odd little girl said with a curtsy. "My name is Illyasviel von Eiznbern."
'An Eizbern!' Rin thought, angry. 'Definitely a Master then! But...'
Shirou was the first one to actually speak, though. "Whats, ah, what's with the wagon?"
For, indeed, there was a Red Rider Wagon with a tarp over it behind Illyasviel. It looked like she was dragging it behind her with her right hand, but there was a big tarp thrown over it that covered up to her forearm.
"Ah, let me introduce my Servant: Berserker!" Illya said with a coquettish laugh. She grabbed the edge of the tarp with her left hand and dramatically threw it off.
"ROOOAR!" Berserker said, right on cue, when the tarp was pulled back. He was lying on his back in the wagon, which Illya used to pull him along.
"Go, Berserker!" Illya gleefully shouted.
Anti-climatically, she then began to pull the wagon, making a cute "fuu~!" sound while she strained to pull it along, leaning at nearly a 45 degree angle.
"Quick! Attack while she's open, Shirou!" Saber shouted, tugging Shirou forward as she strained forward, pulling Shirou along.
'Is this really okay?' Shirou thought to himself. 'No, more than that, what the hell?'
/snip
'An Eizbern!' Rin thought, angry. 'Definitely a Master then! But...'
Shirou was the first one to actually speak, though. "Whats, ah, what's with the wagon?"
For, indeed, there was a Red Rider Wagon with a tarp over it behind Illyasviel. It looked like she was dragging it behind her with her right hand, but there was a big tarp thrown over it that covered up to her forearm.
"Ah, let me introduce my Servant: Berserker!" Illya said with a coquettish laugh. She grabbed the edge of the tarp with her left hand and dramatically threw it off.
"ROOOAR!" Berserker said, right on cue, when the tarp was pulled back. He was lying on his back in the wagon, which Illya used to pull him along.
"Go, Berserker!" Illya gleefully shouted.
Anti-climatically, she then began to pull the wagon, making a cute "fuu~!" sound while she strained to pull it along, leaning at nearly a 45 degree angle.
"Quick! Attack while she's open, Shirou!" Saber shouted, tugging Shirou forward as she strained forward, pulling Shirou along.
'Is this really okay?' Shirou thought to himself. 'No, more than that, what the hell?'
/snip
Now, what I can't help but wonder is how Shinji keeps control over Rider when she's still on Sakura's wrist.
:huh: Wait....
--
"So, you're the one responsible for all of this, Shinji?!"
Matou Shinji smiled as he stared down the hallway at the bumbling fool Emiya. Though he didn't look very bumbling at the moment. Rather, the red-haired magus looked like he wanted to do nothing more than cave Shinji's head in. Then his suprisingly murderous expression lightened and was replaced by his more usual look of bewilderment. Clearly he was having a hard time keeping up with Shinji's own dazzling intellect and brilliant plan.
"Ah, Shinji...?"
In actuality, Shirou had just noticed that Shinji's arm that held Rider didn't quite... match the rest of him. First of all, it was missing a sleeve, even though Shinji was wearing a jacket.
Secondly, as thin and scrawny as Shinji was, Shirou was certain that his arm wasn't that... feminine. Though he had his doubts.
However, the kicker that something was off was how Matou's shoulder didn't seem to connect with the bare arm.
Then he noticed the hump on the other Master's shoulder.
"Yes, Emiya?"
"Who the hell's standing behind you?" Shinji started, looking like the kid with his hand caught in the cookie jar.
"Ah... I ha-" His response was cut off as his jacket was tugged about, and Sakura's head poked over his shoulder, with a shout of "Hi, sempai!"
"Wah!" Shinji started, beet red. He glared ineffectively over his shoulder at his sister, who was still waving cheerfully with her free hand, the other still pinned under Shinji's armpit. "Fool! I said, 'Stay under the coat at all times!'" Matou shouted, before whacking the purple-haired girl in the head with the tome he was carrying.
As Rider stabbed Shinji in the knee in retaliation, Shirou and Saber made eye-contact. More often than not, his servant had been more than willing to lunge into the fray, no matter how ridiculous the situation. The fight with Berzerker had been proof enough of that, and Shirou refused to even think about the 'fight' with 'that cheater' Caster, and the Servant Assassin on Caster's hand. But, to the Magus's relief, they were of one mind this time:
'These people are fucking nuts!'
--
Now, my question is, what happens when Caster stabs a Servant with Rule Breaker? Does the Servant just... pop off, taking the master's hand with it?
:huh: Wait....
--
"So, you're the one responsible for all of this, Shinji?!"
Matou Shinji smiled as he stared down the hallway at the bumbling fool Emiya. Though he didn't look very bumbling at the moment. Rather, the red-haired magus looked like he wanted to do nothing more than cave Shinji's head in. Then his suprisingly murderous expression lightened and was replaced by his more usual look of bewilderment. Clearly he was having a hard time keeping up with Shinji's own dazzling intellect and brilliant plan.
"Ah, Shinji...?"
In actuality, Shirou had just noticed that Shinji's arm that held Rider didn't quite... match the rest of him. First of all, it was missing a sleeve, even though Shinji was wearing a jacket.
Secondly, as thin and scrawny as Shinji was, Shirou was certain that his arm wasn't that... feminine. Though he had his doubts.
However, the kicker that something was off was how Matou's shoulder didn't seem to connect with the bare arm.
Then he noticed the hump on the other Master's shoulder.
"Yes, Emiya?"
"Who the hell's standing behind you?" Shinji started, looking like the kid with his hand caught in the cookie jar.
"Ah... I ha-" His response was cut off as his jacket was tugged about, and Sakura's head poked over his shoulder, with a shout of "Hi, sempai!"
"Wah!" Shinji started, beet red. He glared ineffectively over his shoulder at his sister, who was still waving cheerfully with her free hand, the other still pinned under Shinji's armpit. "Fool! I said, 'Stay under the coat at all times!'" Matou shouted, before whacking the purple-haired girl in the head with the tome he was carrying.
As Rider stabbed Shinji in the knee in retaliation, Shirou and Saber made eye-contact. More often than not, his servant had been more than willing to lunge into the fray, no matter how ridiculous the situation. The fight with Berzerker had been proof enough of that, and Shirou refused to even think about the 'fight' with 'that cheater' Caster, and the Servant Assassin on Caster's hand. But, to the Magus's relief, they were of one mind this time:
'These people are fucking nuts!'
--
Now, my question is, what happens when Caster stabs a Servant with Rule Breaker? Does the Servant just... pop off, taking the master's hand with it?