It probably ought to be a bad sign that there's something... familiar... about waking alone and naked in a strange place. Especially given these violent winds and crashing surf nearby. For that matter, the wild weather is probably noteworthy too, isn't it?
"..."
Well, doubtless it will come to him momentarily, he just needs a little more time to gather his thoughts.
In the mean time, anyone wandering the beach might notice the rather handsome, almost princely-looking young man simply sitting on one of the boulders as he gets his bearings. Even more interesting, he seems to be sporting a set of clear, thinly-veined wings, like what you might expect to see on some sort of fairy.
Oh, and he's still totally naked.
II. Festival freeloader
The beach may be a bust, but apparently the local festivities aren't dimmed by a little mere weather. And as luck would have it, the blues of Oberon's usual outfit fits the theme quite well, how nice! Granted, the large butterfly wings might seem a bit out of place, but... well, if one's to be a fairy king, one has to look the part, you know?
Which is to say, once he'd gotten his bearings, the newcomer's wasted no time getting started ingratiating himself to the locals. Always smiling, quick to laugh, and generally offering a friendly word to anyone he happens to come across.
"Have you tried any of these? I must say they're quite delightful!"
Also, taking advantage any free food or other goodies he happens to come across.
III. It came from the deep...
Sometimes, a fellow is just minding his own business, happening to taking a stroll not too far from the beach during one of the less stormy moments, when suddenly, with no warning, something vaguely resembling an orca designed by someone who took the 'killer' in 'killer whale' just a little too literally bursts from the waves and makes a beeline for our poor unfortunate soul. And what does this good fellow do? Does he fight? Sound the alarm?
No, he turns and books it the heck outta there. Hopefully he can make it back to safety in time... Or, perhaps, find another convenient bystander along the way to take shelter behind.
"Don't mind me, I'm afraid I'm just not much of a fighter!"
IV. Wildcard
COME AT ME
((Note on spoilers: While I'm taking Oberon from the end of LB6, generally speaking his threads will not contain spoilers, and I will warn if they're likely to come up! Unfortunately, the reason for this is also spoilers, so if you're a FGO player who doesn't like being spoiled, just be assured that I don't foresee it coming up and will be sure to mention if it does!))
Oberon | Fate/Grand Order
It probably ought to be a bad sign that there's something... familiar... about waking alone and naked in a strange place. Especially given these violent winds and crashing surf nearby. For that matter, the wild weather is probably noteworthy too, isn't it?
"..."
Well, doubtless it will come to him momentarily, he just needs a little more time to gather his thoughts.
In the mean time, anyone wandering the beach might notice the rather handsome, almost princely-looking young man simply sitting on one of the boulders as he gets his bearings. Even more interesting, he seems to be sporting a set of clear, thinly-veined wings, like what you might expect to see on some sort of fairy.
Oh, and he's still totally naked.
II. Festival freeloader
The beach may be a bust, but apparently the local festivities aren't dimmed by a little mere weather. And as luck would have it, the blues of Oberon's usual outfit fits the theme quite well, how nice! Granted, the large butterfly wings might seem a bit out of place, but... well, if one's to be a fairy king, one has to look the part, you know?
Which is to say, once he'd gotten his bearings, the newcomer's wasted no time getting started ingratiating himself to the locals. Always smiling, quick to laugh, and generally offering a friendly word to anyone he happens to come across.
"Have you tried any of these? I must say they're quite delightful!"
Also, taking advantage any free food or other goodies he happens to come across.
III. It came from the deep...
Sometimes, a fellow is just minding his own business, happening to taking a stroll not too far from the beach during one of the less stormy moments, when suddenly, with no warning, something vaguely resembling an orca designed by someone who took the 'killer' in 'killer whale' just a little too literally bursts from the waves and makes a beeline for our poor unfortunate soul. And what does this good fellow do? Does he fight? Sound the alarm?
No, he turns and books it the heck outta there. Hopefully he can make it back to safety in time... Or, perhaps, find another convenient bystander along the way to take shelter behind.
"Don't mind me, I'm afraid I'm just not much of a fighter!"
IV. Wildcard
COME AT ME
((Note on spoilers: While I'm taking Oberon from the end of LB6, generally speaking his threads will not contain spoilers, and I will warn if they're likely to come up! Unfortunately, the reason for this is also spoilers, so if you're a FGO player who doesn't like being spoiled, just be assured that I don't foresee it coming up and will be sure to mention if it does!))