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[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

{The man that appears on the Plane is no ordinary man. The first thing that you would likely notice is just how big of a person he is--seven feet tall, at least, and muscular from head to toe. The second thing would be his clothing. It's unmistakably Greek ancient armor and clothing.

But enough about that.

Because this very large person has just been pulled from one battle into what he thinks is another. But, surprisingly, he crosses his arms with a hearty laugh}

Ha! I wouldn't expect you to be so quick, Caster! But this is more to my liking! You decided not to bring Saber or Archer, or even my Master, so we can have a true battle, face to face!

{And he waits...but no Caster. So instead he looks around }

The setting could use some work, though. So, with a realm like this, who are you really, Caster? Aurvandil, perhaps? I could respect a Norse warrior, but this battle is already won!

{...and still nothing. So Rider uncrosses his arms to scratch his head}

Hm, perhaps this is a more unique Noble Phantasm than I thought. I don't even feel any prana here. Well, then! Come out, any who may be here! Certainly there are those who lay wait in this odd darkness!

Comments

[weerweer.livejournal.com]

[haha

what.]

What?

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

Perhaps you have heard of me, and that may explain it. I am Alexander the third of Macedon, sometimes called by friend and enemy alike as Alexander the Great.

[weerweer.livejournal.com]

That gay one--

[he stops abruptly since that's sort of rude, and changes to something more pertinent.]

So, uh. You're dead.

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

{Quite a bit! But it's okay, Rider just crosses his arms}

Quite dead. What I exist as now is closer to a ghost, from what I understand.

[weerweer.livejournal.com]

Oh.

I didn't know, uh, that could happen. I mean, I was getting sort of convinced about zombies, but not.. ghosts.

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

Ha, there are a great many things most humans do not know about! Do not concern yourself with it, for there are an equal amount of things that we do not know. Modern conveniences, for example!

[weerweer.livejournal.com]

[Modern conveniences, eh. Isaiah breaks out grinning and then whips out his cellphone with a flourish. In an innocent voice because he's obnoxious as shit,]

Like this?

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

That is one of those things called a telephone, correct? It's much smaller than I was told!

[weerweer.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah. Cellphone. Like a cell, in your body. It's that small.

[Like a cell, the cancer it is giving you.]

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

Hmm, I did not learn about such "cell"phones! It must not have been important enough! But I see no cord, so is this much more portable? If so, that's very useful!

[weerweer.livejournal.com]

Yeah, cellphones don't use cords. Even like, normal phones don't use cords.

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

Hmm, then perhaps Waver's "family" has quite an old phone. I've seen it, at least, but never used it!

[weerweer.livejournal.com]

Waver? Those the people you haunt or whatever?

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

No, no, he's the young man that summoned me. An odd name, Waver Velvet, but it is his parents' choice!

[weerweer.livejournal.com]

Oh. So. Explain this whole ghost-summon thing. Aren't ghosts supposed to have like, unfinished business? What's your hitch?

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

I considered my business quite finished at my death, but it seems my empire didn't last! So if I can stay upon Earth, I wish to conquer it once more. But for now, I fight alongside Waver in the War for the Holy Grail. It's the reason that I've been brought back to this world, and besides that, it's a wish granting machine if I am able to seize it.

[weerweer.livejournal.com]

That's pretty fucking cool.

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

I enjoy it already! Never did I imagine that I would be able to face other great heroes in battle. I was just sharing drinks with King Arthur and Gilgamesh, for example! It was, unfortunately, interrupted, but it's well enough.

[weerweer.livejournal.com]

...That's pretty fucking impressive. Wow. I guess being dead doesn't suck as much as I thought.

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

{Laughs}

Not for a hero, at least! I don't know about normal humans, but "death" has been very kind to me thus far.

[weerweer.livejournal.com]

[His expression slips a little.]

Oh. Hero. Yeah, I'm not getting that.

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

Are you not much of a hero?

[weerweer.livejournal.com]

Uh. No.

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

Ha, then well enough! I care little, since I've been called both hero and villain myself! It depends on who you ask. Such comes with being the King of Conquerors.

[weerweer.livejournal.com]

Yeah, but you've been called something, right. The only things I've been called are like, scene-brat and flamer.