towerofjamjars | It's been three months, people...

It's been three months, people...

TEST DRIVE MEME

~~how have we not had one of these in a while?~~

You want to join the game with a (new) character? Maybe you’re simply curious about the premise? Or maybe you just need a sample. Well that’s the meme for you to try and test your character as if they were already in the tower! The meme is open to anyone!

• Reply to this entry with a character you consider apping! Put your character’s name and fandom- Your usual meme thing.
• Comment around with your pups. You can also post and tag with characters already in-game of course!
• Most importantly, have fun!!
• ~~Then feel free to go and reserve/app your character since the reserves are opening on the 24th.~~

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[ Still robbed of his sight, all Shirou can do is hear the disgusting noise, followed by the monster crashing to the floor. Once another pair of Kanshou and Bakuya came into his hands, he shouted out to the darkness after making contact with yet another monster. ]

Who's there?!

Could ask you the same thing. Who are you?

[There's another wet noise as one of the monsters falls over.]

[ In contrast to the luck Lancer was having, Shirou simply got knocked backward with the pair of swords disappearing. Now weaponless, all he could do was close his eyes and begin to focus. Before the monster was able to get a pounce on him, a shining sword came into view and slashed it in half. Once Shirou was able to get back to his feet he shouted once more. ]

Shirou Emiya!

Oh? And what are you doing here?

[Before he can wait for an answer, another monster pounces on him from behind.]

Dammit!

[ Schwing! The sound of metal swinging through the air is heard as he misses an attack, and gets knocked back himself. ]

Ghh! I just wandered here by accident!

[Just going by the noises along, this guy had a least three swords.]

While carrying all those swords?

[The monster he's currently trying to push off seems stronger than its brethren. Or, at the very least, angrier.]

[ Before he gets the chance to explain, the boy's eyes widen intensely. One of the beasts had gouged him through the side, impaling him. Once it ripped it's appendage out from his body, he let out a loud, choked gasp and sputtered blood into the sky which met with the blood from his body. Crash! The sound of Shirou's body slamming down onto the ground, as he could move no longer. ]

GWAAAAAH!!

[That sounded serious. Lancer grabs the beast's head and pulls, yanking it off his back and over his shoulder before slamming it on the floor. He runs toward the source of the screaming.]

Hey, are you alright?

[He reaches down to examine how bad his companion's wounds are.]

[ More concerned with the thing that actually impaled him, Shirou tries his hardest to raise a finger toward the beast. What should have been words came out as coughs, and if Lancer was able to see it through the dark swords were already beginning to form to fill the wound. ]

[He couldn't see anything in the dark, so he continues feeling around. His hand comes to a patch that's soft...and wet.]

Shit...

[But that wasn't everything. There's a sudden rush of pain as something sharp seems to emerge from the wound, stabbing and cutting at his hands.]

W-what the?

[He doesn't know what's going on, but seeing has how his hand had just been pierced by something, it didn't seem like anything good. Behind them, Lancer can hear more beasts growling and panting.]

That's it. I'm getting you out of here. You still awake?

[ Barely... enough to be able to nod. He was conscious and, if he still had enough power in his body, he would have tried to warn Lancer even more about the monster that had injured him. With the final bit of energy that he still had as the darkness began to invade his mind, he tried to motion his head in the direction of the beast before succumbing to unconsciousness. ]

[Lancer hefts the boy over his shoulder. The splinters sticking out of the boy are cutting into Lancer's skin, but he's more worried about the beasts charging at him. Spinning his spear, he deflects their teeth and claws before breaking into a run and rushing up the stairs. He doesn't stop until he sets foot into the lounge. Then, he heads toward a sofa and sets the boy down.]

[ Well the sofa has now become a pincushion, but it does give Shirou somewhere nice to lay for the remainder of the time he's knocked out. Once he finally comes to he tries to raise his head, snapping his eyes open, and a wave of pain assails him. ]

Ah...

[ And it's now that he finally gets to see the face of the stranger up close. As much as he wants to jump off the couch and get into a battle stance, he can't muster the energy. Plus... would he even be alive if the man before him hadn't saved his life? ]

Lancer! What're you doing here...?

[Until the boy speaks, Lancer had been entranced by the nature of the boy's wounds. Swords were sticking out his wounds. Oddly, it didn't look like he had been stabbed. Instead, it was like the swords were growing out from inside his body. It was disgusting, yet fascinating at the same time.]

[Lancer tenses when the boy calls out his name.]

...How do you know me? I've never seen you before.

[Had this child been one of the numerous victims of the Grail War?]

[ Due to the amount of time the young Magus had already spent within the tower, it was no surprise to him that such an odd occurrence could be possible. Besides, wasn't it entirely plausible that this Lancer could have been from another war, or maybe another glitch in the system? Even if he did look like the Lancer he knew, there were a few things different about him. Still, he could have just forgotten. ]

You don't remember...? You killed me!

[He raises an eyebrow.]

I'm gonna need a few more details than that to job my memory.

[Even if this boy had just been a bystander who walked in at the wrong time, it still didn't explain how he knew Lancer as Lancer.]

But, you know, it probably wasn't anything personal. Don't take it too badly.

[ Shirou understands this.. and after his Lancer had technically made it up to them by fighting Archer for them, and then how he sacrificed his life to protect him from Gilgamesh, he can't continue to hate the guy. Even though he isn't his Lancer, he's still Cuchulainn. ]

...Thanks. For saving me I mean.

Hah, that's no biggie either. We were fighting together. Of course I'd look out for you.

[His expression turns more somber as he examines the boy's body again.]

But I don't think that would mean anything if those swords keep sticking out of your body.

[ Curiosity is what got people killed, so it was only natural that when Shirou attempted to place his hand over his wound he would inevitably prick himself. Even though the swords were there, without Avalon the wound wasn't going to heal instantly. He was lucky to be alive in the first place. ]

...That's odd. I don't think that's ever happened to me before...

People don't just explode into swords either. What's going on with you, kid?

[ An arm is placed on the male's forehead as he stares at the ceiling, nearly becoming lost in thought. ]

...I'm not sure myself. Tohsaka would probably be able to explain it if she was here, but I don't think I've seen her yet.

Want me to ask over the network or something?

[He sighs and shakes his head.]

Then again, I doubt anyone would be awake enough to answer.]

You'd probably end up waking up people if you did that anyways. It's not necessary.

[ Plus, if she is here, she'll just nag his head off about continuing to fight in his condition anyways. ]

[He mulls over his options for a second.]

Then, you stay here. I'll go get some first aid supplies from the infirmary.

[ After looking around a bit to make sure it was safe, he nodded and laid his head down, staring at the ceiling once again. ]

...Yeah... and thanks again. I'd probably be dead if you hadn't shown up.

It's been three months, people...

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