Burning the Altar

Indie Fate / Grand Order Multimuse

 Selective- Prefers Multipara & Novella / Canon Divergent & Headcanon Based / Very Crossover & OC Friendly 

A study in: Loyalty, Rebellion, and Facing unresolved trauma

Summoned By Rachel Wolf

Rules 

Muses ( Contains all Bios, Headcanons and starter calls - hover over the icons! )- Mobile/simplified version

Muse Birthdays

Rp Meme tag  ( Always open! )

Interest Checker / Plotting Guide (Mutuals, Please fill ! )

Resources I made for non-fate initiated People: Master/Servant Guide , Glossary

Promo Post ( credit goes to @mysticallities ! )

Art Credit

@oathstruck said:

"Yo, Rockergirl!" Tomoko doesn't usually go out of her way to talk to the younger populace, at least not intentionally but she feels a little bit of a protective streak over Nobu. Plus, if the kid's trying to experience the nightlife of Kabukicho, it helps to have someone who knows their way around. That and she sees a little bit of herself in the kid. "Still comin' t'my turf at night, huh? Ya know if ya wanted t'crash my pad ya could've jus' asked, right?"

Nobunaga assumed retracing her steps after a rough day couldn't be that usual of a reaction: people sought comfort in familiarity, after all. The worrying detail with her, of course, was that the place she was supposed to call her own home was the type of familiarity that had the opposite effect on her...but that wasn't something the outside world needed to know.

Being the extrovert she is, however, meant that seeing a more friendly familiar face instantly gives her the burst of energy she needs to smile again.

"Oh hey-! Tomoko!" - she figures she can do away with formalities since the woman had introduced herself with her given name, anyways.

"I uh- well...you know. My parents are trying to raise me with some level of manners...it's not really working out 'em, as you can see..."

Beyond her partially feigned bashfulness are some carefully picked words, despite her genuine joy to at seeing someone who had helped her out before. Even if her clothes - sometimes dirty but never truly worn or torn - could have already been an indication, she wanted to make sure the other knew she wasn't homeless or anything like that. Just so she wasn't subject to pity she wasn't owed.

"'Sides, I never know who's gonna get pissed after they look up my name and realize who I am...I'm tired of getting the 'you have no idea how lucky you are' lecture, you know?"

@mysticallities said:

Why would she do this, why would she do. THIS?!?!? out of all the places to investigate strange noises, her manor should NOT be, in any universe, a place she would have to do such an activity in! Yet, here she was, scrounging around in the forest behind her manor, head on a swivel and a constant undercurrent of mana swirling around her! Crack! "Hiiieeee!" Her eyes widen and her breathing stops! Turning her head, she sees it. Two crimson red eyes staring at her.... "HIIIYAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!! KYAAAAAA!!!!!!!" Mana bursts from her body as she raises her arms skyward! "E- E--- X--- EXCALIBUR!!!!!!!!" A sword materializes in her right hand as she brings her arms down.... eradicating whatever it was and bathing the forest in light! "Haah.... haah..." she pants and clutches her left breast. Crack. She stiffens again... did it move...?! (Ashe to Berserker bu~)

Nobunaga had, admittedly, gotten far too used to blending in with the modern world. Not that she would ever view this as a bad thing; as the day and age she found herself residing in was the type of peace and prosperity she could only have dreamed her country would ever archive in her mortal life. Unlike many other servants who had served under Ritsuka, she had no desire to seek out further adventure and conflict. Instead, she'd much rather focus on all the luxuries this world could now afford her.

Luxuries like- well. Normal stuff, really. Rock n' Roll, being able to eat any fruit and vegetable in any season she wanted, and the ability to have a conversation with just about anyone without worrying about looking over her shoulder.

It was, therefore, to her immeasurable disappointment when she's called in for a favor from Chaldea again. Now being the obviously nice person she is - she can't say no to the organization that allowed her to exist again to be begin with.

Obviously, though, some of her capacities had dulled with all her time off. One of those very important capacities being, of course, being how terrifying her bright red eyes might have been to someone walking in a creepy forest by themselves ( its not exactly the type of casual walk she'd have taken by herself-!)

Excali- what?!

She barely has time to start processing the very annoying question of just how many Arthurian clones she was going to run into in her lifetime before it occurs to her that she needs to get out of the way. Fast.

Her also apparently dulled reflexes don't make it a pretty sight, though - diving into various overgrown roots, broken branches and - ugh! Was that dirt in her mouth?! Gross! ( Her guitar looks unscratched, at least...)

@mysticallities said:

Blazewood! A desert hellscape far beyond the ideal city life of New Eridu... so, with that in mind, imagine her face upon seeing a pink-haired girl not named Nicole suddenly appearing with no rhyme or reason. Curious red eyes narrow at the sight of the Servant, the ojou-sama's fingers idly tap the belt on her shorts rhythmically in eights. No baseball bat or boar, she didn't need it right now. No signs of Ether, no signs of sickness... "What are you doing here?" Lucy asks, haughty tone and all shamelessly revealing itself. Lucy then stands upright and takes a step forward, unafraid. If it was an enemy, she'll do what she could to protect Blazewood... (Lucy to Hildr~)

The Valkyries had been created to serve - not to think or feel for themselves. At first, to bring the souls of warriors to Valhalla. After that, to be sent to combat the legions of demons that would oppose the immigration into the the afterlife. Then, they were to battle another front entirely - something to do with...saving human existence. Or whatever it was. Hildr, like her sisters, didn't give it much thought. Orders were orders after all-!

But what exactly were her orders here? For that matter- where even was here?

Her brows furrow in concentration at the stanger's question.

"Hm, that's difficult! What's with the pop quiz? I didn't even get time to study!"

There is an absence of dread or fear in voice, despite her strange predicament. After all, if this happened to be a bad guy, she could just beat them up! Right?!

Content Warning: Child abuse

Read Nobunaga's modern verse for context before this one !

Content Warning: Child abuse

One of the things I realized really quickly working there was just how much marketing goes on when it comes to kids with cancer

On one hand, I think its understandable that they seem to always draw the most pity ( and therefore, donations ) out of people. It's one of the most vulnerable age groups being targeted with an awful illness that they have no say in

But on the other hand, I've become disillusioned with time. You start to notice a pattern when the photographers come in to pick the poster child - it's never the one that we're actually not sure is going to make it. It's always the leukemia patient who has an over 90% chance of survival, who looks just ill enough to attract pity...but not enough to be considered shocking or disturbing.

People in general, I find, have this very warped perception of what cancer is. They have these expectations that the doctor is going to be able to come and tell you what your odds are in raw numbers, or tell you how many months you've got left to live. That's not always the case. In fact, it rarely is that simple. They expect that once a cancer is treated, the deed is done. There's almost always an annoyance that comes with learning that they have to constantly come back with their kids for follow ups and scans for the rest of their childhood.

( Muse page update!

All muses have now been sorted by their identity rather than their forms. All info on different variants are still available through their info pages, however!

IMPORTANT ADDITION!!!

I now have a page of test muses available ! Aka muses I'm not confident enough with to write full bios for but still want to give a try.

Done: Compressed Nobunaga, Okita and Jeanne's pages to be a single block of links their bios/verses to reduce clutter and confusion

Removed: Archer Jeanne's about pages ( AU is still available for crack and joke purposes )

To Do: Organize Jalter's pages in the same way as Nobu and Okita

Like yeah you exist but only because humanity believes in you so that doesn’t count

Tagged by @hauntedreality ( thank you !!)