“True that. By the way, Kenji, you are very, very wrong.”
He stops guessing "So what is your identity? Can I get a hint?" Rebecca just sighs, shaking her head and goes back to eating.
“I’ll tell you. Know that it won’t help you in battle very much. Unlike most Servants, I lack a True Name, as nobody truly knows who I am. I am just one of the many possibilities of my identity. But most know me by my alias. A name that struck fear in the people of London. I am Jack The Ripper.” He smiles madly
He nods, smiling much more friendly "The guy who killed helpless women, right?" Obviously a slight towards the man in front of them, though they could likely kill him with little difficulty, or at least thinks that "Absolutely terrifying."
“Indeed. But I don’t think anyone missed them to be honest. They hardly even looked for me. All because it was a poor neighborhood in a poor part of the city.” He pulls a knife from his coat and pricks his finger with it, a drop of blood running down his palm “I don’t know why I did it to be honest. Maybe they had wronged me. Or maybe I was just a sick sadist looking to kill. I think the second one is more correct.”
"It doesn't matter, we'll never get to know, and if we do, what difference will it make today?" He stands up, leaving his money behind for the waiter, Rebecca nodding to them before heading out, Kenji picking up his jacket over his shoulder "I assume you were sent to find me, you thought I was a master, found out I was the servant, and now you're after Rebecca?"
“Correct. If I were you, young Rebecca, I’d watch your back, and don’t go outside at night. You never know who may be lurking in the shadows.” He smiles once more, then dissolves into a fine, magical mist, leaving his book behind. “Yours Truly, Jack The Ripper” by Robert Bloch.
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
“Correct. If I were you, young Rebecca, I’d watch your back, and don’t go outside at night. You never know who may be lurking in the shadows.” He smiles once more, then dissolves into a fine, magical mist, leaving his book behind. “Yours Truly, Jack The Ripper” by Robert Bloch.
Kenji takes the book, rubbing his eyes softly before heading back to the gym to blow off some steam, Rebecca returning to her apartment.
*Man, I'm gonna make some interesting characters.*
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
"Life is like a roller coaster, and you just took your seatbelt off."
"My music will reach the farthest edges of the Galaxy. What have you done today? Simpletons!"
*Oh, I wonder if anyone has claimed Shiva yet, or maybe I should start calling dibs on stuff. Maybe not something fire based, what do you think Himy? Any thoughts? Ideas? Anything?*
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
"Life is like a roller coaster, and you just took your seatbelt off."
"My music will reach the farthest edges of the Galaxy. What have you done today? Simpletons!"
*Oh, I wonder if anyone has claimed Shiva yet, or maybe I should start calling dibs on stuff. Maybe not something fire based, what do you think Himy? Any thoughts? Ideas? Anything?*
*No one's made any claims yet, other than Arch*
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
*Oh, I wonder if anyone has claimed Shiva yet, or maybe I should start calling dibs on stuff. Maybe not something fire based, what do you think Himy? Any thoughts? Ideas? Anything?*
*No one's made any claims yet, other than Arch*
*So I'ma make Shiva, and maybe something that isn't fire based.*
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
"Life is like a roller coaster, and you just took your seatbelt off."
"My music will reach the farthest edges of the Galaxy. What have you done today? Simpletons!"
Someone is breakdancing on a cardboard box, their moves are stunning, it looks like their feet are almost on fire, but there's no way that could be, right? They are wearing a baggy t shirt to hide most of their form, and baggy pants to add flair, they have long dreadlocks, though they don't get in the way of their performance somehow, they have slightly dark skin, looking Middle Eastern. Once his performance is over, he kicks to his feet, smiling at everyone who decided to watch, taking their hat with a little bit of cash it in, anyone who looks closely would see they are surprisingly physically fit, and some strange marking on their left hand, though it's hard to see what it is.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
"Life is like a roller coaster, and you just took your seatbelt off."
"My music will reach the farthest edges of the Galaxy. What have you done today? Simpletons!"
Someone is breakdancing on a cardboard box, their moves are stunning, it looks like their feet are almost on fire, but there's no way that could be, right? They are wearing a baggy t shirt to hide most of their form, and baggy pants to add flair, they have long dreadlocks, though they don't get in the way of their performance somehow, they have slightly dark skin, looking Middle Eastern. Once his performance is over, he kicks to his feet, smiling at everyone who decided to watch, taking their hat with a little bit of cash it in, anyone who looks closely would see they are surprisingly physically fit, and some strange marking on their left hand, though it's hard to see what it is.
A young woman with a camera around her neck hands him 10 bucks. They’re quite pale, also having pale grey eyes “You’re pretty good.”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
Someone is breakdancing on a cardboard box, their moves are stunning, it looks like their feet are almost on fire, but there's no way that could be, right? They are wearing a baggy t shirt to hide most of their form, and baggy pants to add flair, they have long dreadlocks, though they don't get in the way of their performance somehow, they have slightly dark skin, looking Middle Eastern. Once his performance is over, he kicks to his feet, smiling at everyone who decided to watch, taking their hat with a little bit of cash it in, anyone who looks closely would see they are surprisingly physically fit, and some strange marking on their left hand, though it's hard to see what it is.
A young woman with a camera around her neck hands him 10 bucks. They’re quite pale, also having pale grey eyes “You’re pretty good.”
He smiles at them, putting his hands in his pockets after taking the money, she can glimpse some kind of golden bracelet next to their hand markings “It took me a long time to get good, thank you.”
Someone is breakdancing on a cardboard box, their moves are stunning, it looks like their feet are almost on fire, but there's no way that could be, right? They are wearing a baggy t shirt to hide most of their form, and baggy pants to add flair, they have long dreadlocks, though they don't get in the way of their performance somehow, they have slightly dark skin, looking Middle Eastern. Once his performance is over, he kicks to his feet, smiling at everyone who decided to watch, taking their hat with a little bit of cash it in, anyone who looks closely would see they are surprisingly physically fit, and some strange marking on their left hand, though it's hard to see what it is.
A young woman with a camera around her neck hands him 10 bucks. They’re quite pale, also having pale grey eyes “You’re pretty good.”
He smiles at them, putting his hands in his pockets after taking the money, she can glimpse some kind of golden bracelet next to their hand markings “It took me a long time to get good, thank you.”
“I wish I could dance. But I can’t. Not well at least. What’s your name?”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
Someone is breakdancing on a cardboard box, their moves are stunning, it looks like their feet are almost on fire, but there's no way that could be, right? They are wearing a baggy t shirt to hide most of their form, and baggy pants to add flair, they have long dreadlocks, though they don't get in the way of their performance somehow, they have slightly dark skin, looking Middle Eastern. Once his performance is over, he kicks to his feet, smiling at everyone who decided to watch, taking their hat with a little bit of cash it in, anyone who looks closely would see they are surprisingly physically fit, and some strange marking on their left hand, though it's hard to see what it is.
A young woman with a camera around her neck hands him 10 bucks. They’re quite pale, also having pale grey eyes “You’re pretty good.”
He smiles at them, putting his hands in his pockets after taking the money, she can glimpse some kind of golden bracelet next to their hand markings “It took me a long time to get good, thank you.”
“I wish I could dance. But I can’t. Not well at least. What’s your name?”
“Shiva Muhammad, nice to meet you, I don’t think dance is about skill, it’s about passion.” He smiles broadly.
Someone is breakdancing on a cardboard box, their moves are stunning, it looks like their feet are almost on fire, but there's no way that could be, right? They are wearing a baggy t shirt to hide most of their form, and baggy pants to add flair, they have long dreadlocks, though they don't get in the way of their performance somehow, they have slightly dark skin, looking Middle Eastern. Once his performance is over, he kicks to his feet, smiling at everyone who decided to watch, taking their hat with a little bit of cash it in, anyone who looks closely would see they are surprisingly physically fit, and some strange marking on their left hand, though it's hard to see what it is.
A young woman with a camera around her neck hands him 10 bucks. They’re quite pale, also having pale grey eyes “You’re pretty good.”
He smiles at them, putting his hands in his pockets after taking the money, she can glimpse some kind of golden bracelet next to their hand markings “It took me a long time to get good, thank you.”
“I wish I could dance. But I can’t. Not well at least. What’s your name?”
“Shiva Muhammad, nice to meet you, I don’t think dance is about skill, it’s about passion.” He smiles broadly.
“The only thing I’m passionate about is photography. And history I guess. Anyways, what was that weird marking on your hand? I feel like I’ve seen it somewhere before”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
“The only thing I’m passionate about is photography. And history I guess. Anyways, what was that weird marking on your hand? I feel like I’ve seen it somewhere before”
He takes his hand out of his pocket, revealing his golden circlet as well as a red marking of three eyes connected to each other, one ablaze "What I was named after, the supreme deity of destruction Shiva."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
"Life is like a roller coaster, and you just took your seatbelt off."
"My music will reach the farthest edges of the Galaxy. What have you done today? Simpletons!"
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*Eh, Surtr works, I can just come up with an Apollo later. I just don't understand the FATE system too well.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
"Life is like a roller coaster, and you just took your seatbelt off."
"My music will reach the farthest edges of the Galaxy. What have you done today? Simpletons!"
“Correct. If I were you, young Rebecca, I’d watch your back, and don’t go outside at night. You never know who may be lurking in the shadows.” He smiles once more, then dissolves into a fine, magical mist, leaving his book behind. “Yours Truly, Jack The Ripper” by Robert Bloch.
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
Kenji takes the book, rubbing his eyes softly before heading back to the gym to blow off some steam, Rebecca returning to her apartment.
*Man, I'm gonna make some interesting characters.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
"Life is like a roller coaster, and you just took your seatbelt off."
"My music will reach the farthest edges of the Galaxy. What have you done today? Simpletons!"
*Oh, I wonder if anyone has claimed Shiva yet, or maybe I should start calling dibs on stuff. Maybe not something fire based, what do you think Himy? Any thoughts? Ideas? Anything?*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
"Life is like a roller coaster, and you just took your seatbelt off."
"My music will reach the farthest edges of the Galaxy. What have you done today? Simpletons!"
*No one's made any claims yet, other than Arch*
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
*So I'ma make Shiva, and maybe something that isn't fire based.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
"Life is like a roller coaster, and you just took your seatbelt off."
"My music will reach the farthest edges of the Galaxy. What have you done today? Simpletons!"
Someone is breakdancing on a cardboard box, their moves are stunning, it looks like their feet are almost on fire, but there's no way that could be, right? They are wearing a baggy t shirt to hide most of their form, and baggy pants to add flair, they have long dreadlocks, though they don't get in the way of their performance somehow, they have slightly dark skin, looking Middle Eastern. Once his performance is over, he kicks to his feet, smiling at everyone who decided to watch, taking their hat with a little bit of cash it in, anyone who looks closely would see they are surprisingly physically fit, and some strange marking on their left hand, though it's hard to see what it is.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
"Life is like a roller coaster, and you just took your seatbelt off."
"My music will reach the farthest edges of the Galaxy. What have you done today? Simpletons!"
*Quick question, can a Noble Phantasm be armor instead of a weapon?*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
"Life is like a roller coaster, and you just took your seatbelt off."
"My music will reach the farthest edges of the Galaxy. What have you done today? Simpletons!"
*A Noble Phantasm could be literally anything.*
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
*Interesting, I'll keep that in mind for both my characters.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
"Life is like a roller coaster, and you just took your seatbelt off."
"My music will reach the farthest edges of the Galaxy. What have you done today? Simpletons!"
*Boink*
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
*Introed another character, trying to keep this alive.*
*Perfect, I’ll interact*
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
*Its the least I could do, this place is too awesome to die just yet.*
A young woman with a camera around her neck hands him 10 bucks. They’re quite pale, also having pale grey eyes “You’re pretty good.”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
He smiles at them, putting his hands in his pockets after taking the money, she can glimpse some kind of golden bracelet next to their hand markings “It took me a long time to get good, thank you.”
“I wish I could dance. But I can’t. Not well at least. What’s your name?”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
“Shiva Muhammad, nice to meet you, I don’t think dance is about skill, it’s about passion.” He smiles broadly.
“The only thing I’m passionate about is photography. And history I guess. Anyways, what was that weird marking on your hand? I feel like I’ve seen it somewhere before”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
He takes his hand out of his pocket, revealing his golden circlet as well as a red marking of three eyes connected to each other, one ablaze "What I was named after, the supreme deity of destruction Shiva."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
"Life is like a roller coaster, and you just took your seatbelt off."
"My music will reach the farthest edges of the Galaxy. What have you done today? Simpletons!"