On finally getting a 'title' in thechanged

[planted_blade]

Why is being called such a thing as 'Golden Girl' so amusing to you, m'lady mundane? Certainly my hair is gold and there is some of it on my person, but I do not see the amusement in this.

I doubt you could explain the joke either. You yourself said anything that did not allude to kingship or knighthood would be 'awesometastic' or something along those lines. What is it about this particular title that you find so humorous? I would appreciate being let in on the joke, seeing as it is at my expense.

Yours,
A Sword

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[looksgoodindrag]

I don't see it either. Though my mun's certainly tossing around more jokes about it in his head...

[While plotting to make more of a mockery out of him elsewhere once serious things were over. Fun times.]

[planted_blade]

Such as?

[She seriously does not get it. Then again, up until a couple days ago she was literally a sword on a wall so there's a lot she has yet to get.]

[looksgoodindrag]

Something about treasure and 'Gil'.

[Well, that might be something she can get, at least.]

[planted_blade]

What is 'Gil'?

[Nope. No memory of that back yet.]

[looksgoodindrag]

Someone in eye-straining gold armor. That's as much of a description as he'll give.

[planted_blade]

I do not think there are any suits of armor among those who are here.

[looksgoodindrag]

Then you're probably safe.

...For now, anyway.

[planted_blade]

Safe from what?

[looksgoodindrag]

A liberal amount of headaches. ...And being chased around by a stalker.

[planted_blade]

I can defeat anyone who comes after me.

[So she thinks. She has yet to realize anyone who wields the actual sword she's tied to means they can control her conscious self as well.]

[looksgoodindrag]

I'm...not so sure about that.

[Ah, that wonderful moment of waffling between dancing around the issue and cutting to the chase.]

[planted_blade]

[Considering he'd be in the same position she is if he ever showed up in Changed? It's more likely than people think.]

What makes you say that?

[looksgoodindrag]

[It takes a few seconds for him to consider that.] Think about where you are for a moment.

[A part of him -- no wait, all of it -- definitely doesn't like the gleam in his mun's eye...]

Late tag but I couldn't resist!!

[ranthatbitchover]

SABER!!!

[Rider moves to grab the girl in a tight bear hug]

It is good to see you!! I think the title of "Golden Girl" suits you quite wonderfully!!

Rofl. IT's fine! Just expect confusion since Changed is a memory loss + body horror game.

[planted_blade]

[WHO IS THIS GIANT OF A MAN PICKING HER UP? WHY IS HE ACTING LIKE HE KNOWS HER?!]

Excuse me! Who are you? Why are you calling me Saber?

It's cool! It only adds to the hilarity - confused Rider is sooo much fun XD

[ranthatbitchover]

((ooc: and that first line made me cackle hysterically, just sayin'!!))

[Iskandar adopts an almost hurt expression before releasing her and setting her downto the ground again.]

It is your class, is it not? You are of the Saber class of Servants, and I am of the Rider class.

[She couldn't possibly have forgotten such a detail - she was messing with him! She had to be! Rider suddenly bursts out laughing before moving to clap her hard on the back.]

Oh, King of Knights, you had me going there for a moment!! As if you could ever forget Iskandar, King of the Conquerors!!

Confused Golden Girl is fun, too! 8D

[planted_blade]

[It takes her a moment to get her balance again, then she stares at him as he goes on about Servants and Classes and calls her a King. What is he talking about?

Then he clapped her on the back and she nearly stumbles forward. This man has no idea of his own strength, does he?]

....Apparently I have. I apologize. I have only been awake for a few days yet.

[And so certain of herself until finding out she apparently had a life before being a sword.]

[ranthatbitchover]

[Rider stares at her hard for several minutes before making a displeased grunt.]

All right, Saber...enough is enough. You've had your little joke.

[There is a long pause. Wait....she's serious?]

WHAAAAAAAAAT?!! YOU'VE FORGOTTEN THE GREAT RIDER ISKANDAR, KING OF THE CONQUERORS??

[He moves to seize her shoulders and stare hard at her face.]

Think very hard, King of Knights! We fought together, we bled together - how could you have forgotten the Grail War??

[planted_blade]

[Even now, her confusion is clear on her face. Confusion and a desire to know. If there's anything the Astronomer has instilled in the sword lately, it's a desire to find out what's going on.

Yet even as she opens her mouth, she braces herself. Something tells her this bear of a man is going to start yelling again. Why does he think she's joking?]

....What's a Grail War?

[ranthatbitchover]

[Rider stares in total shock before smacking his hand to his forehead.]

Oh no no no no no, this simply will not do...

Saber, the Holy Grail summoned our souls to the Human World to fight for Masters. We would engage each other in combat in order to win the coveted prize: the Holy Grail, which would grant any wish to the victor.

Does none of this sound familiar?

[planted_blade]

I told you, sir: I only awoke a few days ago. All I remember before that is my life as a sword in ownership of the Keeper.

[Which, admittedly, is really hard to describe in words considering how different being a sword is to being a person. She felt joy when used to protect people, desolate when she was left on the wall, among other things. But that past is so vague it's hard to describe. Every day she's aware of herself, she has trouble remembering what it was like to just be a sword.

No comment on why she's flesh and blood in this post and not a person literally forged of steel and gold like in the game, though.]

[ranthatbitchover]

A sword? Nonsense! Even if what you say is true, a sword is an inanimate object, how does a sword 'wake up'?

Or do you mean to say that your soul was sealed into a sword? For that is quite different, and if that is the case, I will find whatever mage bound you to such an object, and make him reverse the spell immediately!!

[Saber's his pal, he's not gonna' let someone do that to her!]

And who precisely is this 'Keeper'?

[planted_blade]

I do not know. One moment I was a sword and the next I was awake and able to walk and speak and think as I do now.

I suppose it was the Keeper who forged me, but he has disappeared and no one knows where he has gone. A few suspect his disappearance is connected to those in his collection awakening one by one as they are.

[ranthatbitchover]

THEN I SHALL FIND THIS KEEPER, AND MAKE HIM REVERSE THIS HORRID CURSE SET UPON YOU!!!

You are my friend and comrade, King of Knights! I would not see you so tormented!!

[planted_blade]

Tormented?

[....she's perfectly fine being a sword, thank you very much. Then again, she doesn't remember anything of her life before that. All she knows is that this man keeps on yelling at her and calling her friend.

Well. Maybe he's not so bad.]

Why do you keep calling me King of Knights?

[ranthatbitchover]

[Rider moves to clasp both of her shoulders in his massive hands.]

Listen to me. You named yourself to me as Arturia Pendragon, King of Briton and Founder of Camelot.

Please, tell me some of this sounds familiar!

[planted_blade]

No. I'm sorry. It does not.

[She really does look apologetic about it, like she'd give anything to be able to tell him that, yes, something sounds familiar. Anything.

Oh! Maybe that dream she had upon awakening might make him feel better?]

I remember a group of men in armor around a table, pledging to uphold honor and truth and justice and to protect the people of the land. That is all I can recall from.... I do not know. It was only a dream I had.

[ranthatbitchover]

[Rider appears overjoyed to hear this, and gives her shoulders an even tighter squeeze.]

Yes!! Splendid!! Those were your knights!

I called you King of Knights because that was your legend: King Arthur, and the Knights of the Round Table. It was no dream, Saber! It was your memories calling out to you!!

[planted_blade]

I suppose that's why we have been waking up. Everyone has a dream of their life before doing so and the longer we are awake, the more we remember.

[ranthatbitchover]

THEN I, ISKANDAR, KING OF THE CONQUERORS, FORBID YOU, KING OF KNIGHTS, TO SLEEP AGAIN!

[Because that's not a ridiculous request or anything...]

Stay awake, for as long as you can! And perhaps then, you will remember your comrades...

[planted_blade]

I do not know how or when I will sleep again. [That involves the player dropping her.] But I will do my best to fight it if it happens. I like being able to move as I do now.

It's easier to protect people if I wield myself.

[ranthatbitchover]

Wield...yourself?

Please explain this to me, I do not understand...

[planted_blade]

[She brings up the blade that had gone unnoticed in her hand now. A finely made broadsword route of steel, with a motif of blue roses in the hilt and the base of the blade, accented with gold.

If Rider pays attention, he will sense Saber's presence coming more from the sword than the woman before him. She really was not joking when she said she is now a sword. The blade had been forged from her entire being. It's only by a stroke of luck the woman before him is able to exist at all with how closely tied she is to the blade.]

This is me.

[ranthatbitchover]

[At first, he reaches out to touch it, but then thinks better of it. So she really was sealed into the blade, as he had wondered.]

So it's true then....Saber...I am so sorry...

[Not that he really had any control over the matter - but he absolutely loathes the fact that he feels like he can do nothing for her.]

[planted_blade]

For what?

[It does confuse her. Why does he apologize for something he could not help?]

Why do you keep acting as if some tragedy has occurred? I still exist, do I not? Is that not a good thing even if I am now a sword?

[She lowers herself down, planting the tip into the ground between them and resting her hands on her hilt.]

[ranthatbitchover]

[Rider stares for a moment, then begins laughing at himself - yes, he has indeed been foolish. She was still alive, that was the important thing.]

You're quite right, Saber! You exist and you are alive and well, and I am glad for it. I would wish that you still had your memories, but hopefully they will return to you sooner than later.

[planted_blade]

I already told you, the longer I am awake, the more they will return. Perhaps when we next meet I will know who you are and what this Grail War you speak of is.

[ranthatbitchover]

[He moves to clap his hand on her back again.]

I hope so, dear Saber! If there is ever anything I can do to help you, do not hesitate to call upon me.

You are my friend, after all - I, Iskandar, King of the Conquerors, shall do all that I can to help you!!

[planted_blade]

[This time she really does stumble when he claps her on the back. Yet she manages to catch herself and straightens up to face him.]

I appreciate the thought. Unfortunately I do not know what you can do to help short of coming to the Manor, but that would involve being forged and awakening as I have.

[ranthatbitchover]

Alas, my presence has already been summoned to some manor of hotel, I am told. And my mundane is reluctant to send me to multiple locations, as I am new to this place...

But believe me when I say this, I wish there was more I could do for you, Saber...