OPEN RP POST DEUX

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This a post where I'll RP anything with you and that means ANYTHING. Except smut because I suck at that Got a scenario in mind? I'LL DO IT. Here's some prompts below to help get things moving along if you don't have an idea to play out. The prompts are just prompts, if you have something specific, just let me know either at sweethymns or my AIM (rainsweets). Have at it! ➢ 01. AMUSEMENT PARK: Disneyland? Knotts Berry Farm? Six Flags? A made up amusement park with knockoff characters? Who cares, let's just ride that roller coaster or that giant swing ride! ➤ 02. PARK: Benches, trees, grass, maybe a lake and a basketball or volleyball court. ➢ 03. SNOWY DAY: Oh the weather outside is frightful, but the fire is so delightful... or the level of snowfall can be any you wish! Light or heavy, there's going to be some winter related activities somewhere. ➤ 04. DINER: I love food, I really, really, really love food. And so do muses if they like to eat too! This diner seems to have a very HUGE menu with a large variety of dishes! Let's bond over food stuffs! ➢ 05. SICK DAY: Either your muse or my muse is sick. Who's taking care of who? ➤ 06. SEVEN MINUTES IN HEAVEN: Our characters are stuck in a closet and can't get out until there is some kissing, so they better make good use of those seven minutes... DON'T YOU DARE JUDGE ME. ➢ 07. SCHOOL: High school never ends! Or any type of schooling really. So whether it's in class or in the gym, let's try to endure mandatory education! ➤ 08. SURVIVAL HORROR: That old mansion/creepy town/underground science lab/zombie infested city ain't going to be survived by itself. Grab your medicinal herbs and shotguns, let's survive the horror. ➢ 09. WILDCARD: Let's make up shit.

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[loyal_subject]

[Waver shakes his head.]

Rider would say, "Too small!" [He does his best to make his voice loud in imitation of the huge man.
But then he turns to Lien seriously.]

But more than that, the Grail only selects those who have a wish. If you think you don't, plus you are lacking in resolve, it will be extremely dangerous for you.

[psychometer]

Hm. Sounds like Rider would be able to figure me out in an instant.

[It's not that she doesn't have a wish. But she's been lying to herself because she knows the more she yearns for what she wants, she'll be in more pain than she would be able to handle.

Lien still remembers those cursed words that a certain person had said to her:

"There's nothing in you."

But now that the emptiness is being filled and Lancer had told her he never met anyone who had nothing who wanted so much like her...

She places her hand on another tree to make sure they're almost near a possible exit before speaking up again.]

Do you think that the more you wish, the more you'll suffer? What would you and Rider say to that?

[Maybe Lien just needs extra input even though this won't be able to carry over but shhhh]

[loyal_subject]

[Maybe it's all a vivid and memorable dream...]

[Waver gives that question due consideration, walking along silently for a while. Finally he nods.]

I think both of us would say yes. But Rider would unhesitatingly say that it's worth it. And even if it ends in ruin, don't regret what you've done. "I shall grieve, and I shall weep, but I shall never regret!" That is something that he did say. And I would agree with him.

The more we wish, well, suffering is a possibility, but so is great success. If you never wish for anything, you will definitely never move.

[He sounds rather wise for 19. Near death experiences and the horrors of battle will do that to you.]

[psychometer]

[Lien thinks of Lancer again. He lived as he wished, wildly, freely, and painfully. But he lived his life as he wanted until the very end.

She lets silence grow between them for a few minutes before replying.]

If that's so... I guess the wish I have is something I don't know how to put into words.

[A beat. And then she decides to be a bit more honest.]

My sister and I don't remember the first ten years of our lives. Whatever happened, I think I lost a lot of my feeling.

[If Waver's smart, he could connect the dots, especially about her Mystic Eyes and her manipulated Circuits...

Someone had ruined her life.]

[loyal_subject]

[It so happens that connecting dots and conjecture are a couple talents of his. So he doesn't miss the implication that a lot of rough things went down in her childhood, and 'rough' is an understatement.

He shakes his head slowly, taking that in.]

I suppose it makes a sort of sense that you can't put your wish into words then. But the Grail is reportedly omnipotent- it should be able to understand you anyways.

Speaking of miracles, I think it's amazing you have the personality you do having experienced something like that. It's really commendable.

[He means that sincerely, and he gives her a small but honest smile.
He then pauses for a moment, recalling their conversation earlier.]

What about what you said about 'even if someone can't remember, the memories are still there'? You experienced those ten years of your life and something about those experiences made you into the person you are, even if you can't remember them, right?

[He doesn't mean to pry too much, but on the other hand this is a very interesting circumstance.]

[psychometer]

[The remark about her personality makes her let out an empty chuckle.]

If this is my personality, I've been doing a bang up job of having one.

[Her character was that of a lost person, one that would say anything to get a reaction or proof that she indeed had a presence. She was no better than an actor who chewed the scenery at times.

His other questions make her think...]

... Maybe. But if you put it like that, I'd like to think it was true.

[loyal_subject]

[If she's only aware of less than half of her life lived so far, he still thinks it's amazing.

He's a touch surprised at her tentative answer.]

You haven't put it to the test?

[psychometer]

Hah? What do you mean by that?

[loyal_subject]

[He looks a bit tentative himself- from his limited experience, he knows that girls can get upset over the strangest things. And when they get upset, it's better to not be around.]

Look, this is only my conjecture based on what you've told me- I'm sure there's more to this story. But you said you can use your magecraft to see even the past that someone has forgotten. If you and your sister were together for those ten years, haven't you searched her for some of those memories?

[psychometer]

[For all her rudeness, Lien can be pretty calm about other things. And thus she answers simply]

It's not like we haven't thought of that before. But it's too difficult. [Too difficult to confront and there's a sense of not wanting to remember what happened.]

[loyal_subject]

[Well, of course they would have thought of it, which is why he was surprised they hadn't tried it.
But the reason why makes sense- he supposes that it's 'difficult' in more ways than one.]

I see.

[And for a moment not knowing what to say next, he absently fishes the compass out of his pocket to check it.
He's pretty sure the needle is still off, but taking that error into account it seems they're still headed in the right direction.]

[psychometer]

It's okay though.

I think I'm making better memories to make up for the ones I don't have anymore.

[loyal_subject]

That's a good way to look at it. [He smiles to himself and slips the compass back into his pocket.]

I hope you remember this! It's not every day you slip ten years into the past and meet another Master, after all.

[Which brings up that niggling question of how did this happen anyways...?]

[psychometer]

If I do happen to forget and I meet the you of ten years later, don't yell at me for not remembering, okay?

[loyal_subject]

Why wouldn't I yell at you? Such disrespect, it's like you're dismissing me already!

[psychometer]

And what if you forget me?

[loyal_subject]

Humf. Impossible. My memory is excellent, and this situation is too unusual to forget.
The only way I would 'forget' is through some magecraft tampering with my mind, which is not 'forgetting' at all.

[psychometer]

... Heh.

You know what? That kinda makes me happy.

1/2

[loyal_subject]

. . .

[The only rational reply from a 19 year old boy in this situation-]

2

[loyal_subject]

Quit saying 'kinda'. It is or it isn't or it's a little of one or the other, but not 'kinda'.

[Not that she's said it that much I checked.]

[psychometer]

Yes there is.

I'm absolutely sure there's a part of me that's happy, but the rest is a mystery. Whooooo.

[loyal_subject]

Whooo.

[He echos that back, completely dead-pan, then grimaces.]

What are you, five?

[psychometer]

I'm nineteen, Uncle Waver.

[Cause you know, he's technically older than her]

[loyal_subject]

[Technically? Technically how? It all depends on your perspective...]

[For some reason, it irks him that she's the same age as him. (He'd being it down to who is older by months, but having a birthday in October doesn't exactly put the odds in his favour.)
And it irks him that she called him 'Uncle'.]

If you call me by such a horrendous nickname again I'll ditch you right here and you'll have to use a command spell to get out.

[psychometer]

[ahahaha she's even born in June TAKE THAT]

It's okay.

I have snacks.