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Fate / AU CMO post
Ok so I am trash and want to do fate AUs. Here's what I've got to offer:
Servants:
Rin: Berserker, Saber, Rider, or Caster (last one is for laughs and fire)
Luca: Caster, Assassin
Shiro: Literally any class, fite me
Watanuki: Caster
Others: I can probably come up with something, just let me know if you want someone else. Just look at my muselist if you want someone else.
Literally all of mine work for Masters too, but Watanuki or Shiro would be particularly good choices for fighting/power, and Rin, Satoshi, or Luca would be good choices for heartbreak.
Servants:
Rin: Berserker, Saber, Rider, or Caster (last one is for laughs and fire)
Luca: Caster, Assassin
Shiro: Literally any class, fite me
Watanuki: Caster
Others: I can probably come up with something, just let me know if you want someone else. Just look at my muselist if you want someone else.
Literally all of mine work for Masters too, but Watanuki or Shiro would be particularly good choices for fighting/power, and Rin, Satoshi, or Luca would be good choices for heartbreak.
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So when his new servant appears - and flings up vines without even a word, something he knew that should be impossible - he stares without a word, eyes wide until his new - servant? - speaks.
His mouth feels so very dry, and as he goes to speak, he coughs first before managing to get the words out.]
I-I guess...so.
[This has to be too good to be true, but he can faintly feel his pursuer - Lancer - back off and leave, apparently having been summoned to their master's side.]
I, uh - Who...What-
[A sharp sting on his chest suddenly draws his attention, and he pulls the neck of his shirt down to see his new command seals - a bright red, with lines traveling up on his shoulders, a fancy ring around a solid circle.
Ah. He'd heard that magus talk about this too - he really was in this war now, wasn't he?
Swallowing, he looks up at his servant, shakily getting to his feet. It's clear he hasn't had a decent sleep or meal in months, eyes rimmed with black circles.]
Your - your class is...probably, shit, what was it - Caster, right? Or something like that?
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I guess it looks like I should be a Caster, huh? But no, I'm a Ruler. And trust me, I know I don't look like much of one.
[He really doesn't look like a Ruler at all. They're always saintly and super-important-looking. This guy looks like a normal teenager. Well, as normal as someone making a wall out of vines can look.]
Ah, but if you know about the classes, then you probably know enough about the Grail War that I don't need to explain it to you, right? That's always the most tedious part. Besides-
[He points back to the vines, which are in the process of being hacked at by the Lancer on the other side.]
We should probably be running anyway. That guy is pretty strong, and you look like you're about to pass out from exhaustion.