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Naz Tir

@naztir / naztir.tumblr.com

An independent Master OC RP/Ask blog. | Fate-centric, generally friendly.
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*Playing FGO with sound.* 

How absolutely fucking dare you laugh cutely when you didn’t even come home to my Chaldea....

- Me when using a support Iskandar. 

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Yeah, I’ve been gone because life. 

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That being said, I’ll get to stuff. If I missed anything, feel free to poke me or feel free to drop by my inbox. 

LEMME JUST THROW IT OUT HERE, this’ll serve as a temporary plotting call as well. Because why can’t PSA’s act multi-purpose, right? You’ve got an idea? Let’s rock. I sometimes have a hard time talking to people, so you maaaaay have to throw rocks at me from time to time. 

With that in mind, feel free to call upon Abdul and...

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Plotting Call

This is an interest check to plot. Tap that like button if you want me to drop by your IM to discuss possible interactions between our muses. I'm not exactly very good at this, but I'll do my best.

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"There's a place and time for everything, and that place and time is mine. You may not understand it, but 'now' is the only thing that truly belongs to me."

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Crescendo

“What...is that?”

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It was grating at the very soul of his ears. The sound was horrendous, like a dozen feral cats screeching into the night. 

Obviously, the offended man had heard quite a number of awful things in both his human and servant life, and this was something that paled only slightly in comparison to Elizabeth’s sanity-wrenching excuse for a Noble Phantasm. Then again, the idol wanna-be was creating what he considered to be pure noise. It was unforgiving to the ears, obviously, no genuine talent could be found there. 

This other source of noise was different, however. Both equally talentless, but this one threaded on grounds he considered most holy. The sound of that infernal racket was coming from a companion that he held so dear. How can someone make a piano screech in such an unearthly manner? He thought to himself as he marched over to where the unorganized sounds of flats and sharps were coming from. 

While Chaldea was vast, it sure wasn’t vast enough for him to miss the sound. 

“It’s a curse! A curse I tell you, having such good ears at times like these.” 

Mozart mumbled, his senses geared up on berating whatever it was that made his beloved piano cry like so. It didn’t take him that long to find the culprit either. “Yasha!”And with the boom of his voice as the automatic doors opened, the woman called Yasha froze on alert. The mismatched tones finally stopped as she looked at a less than amused Caster who waltzed in as if he was death himself. 

“Caster, I can explain.”

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Headcanon: Vices

In terms of vices, Naz could definitely say that it's all about her gluttony. However, apart from this insatiable love affair with food, she does have a little something that she enjoys more than satiating her gut.

"Why don't you show me what runs through your veins?"

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While she doesn't often act upon the impulse, Naz has a great liking for murder and sadism. The very first time that she had taken a life (a cousin, in fact) there was a surge of pleasure that she couldn't simply ignore. What had meant to be a form of scare tactics led to one thing after another, and she'd find herself in the presence of a mutilated corpse of her own design.

She enjoys seeing their struggle, projecting all her years of torment on the victim, actively wanting them to feel the pain and frustration that she can't air out on a normal day. The feel of warm flesh, fresh blood... the sound of an agonizing scream, pleas that fall on deaf ears, a situation where the victim doesn't get even a sliver of hope. She enjoys the scenario very much.

However, just because she enjoys it doesn't mean she doesn't believe it to be abhorrent. She does know that it's nothing to be proud of, that it's disgusting, and that it's everything that she once hoped she wouldn't become.

... Ah, but the call to chaos is far more pleasurable than doing what's good. And while she has her own twisted sense of right and wrong, Naz have already succumbed to the sin. Seeing as she has become part of the very thing she despised, a little blood and gore wouldn't make a difference.

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So back then, I had an Emiya who happened upon Naz as a kid. She ended up deciding to stay with him in the Middle East without really knowing what he was up to half the time. She just knows that he goes out on a job, comes back in their little excuse for a home, and he teaches her stuff. Little Naz adored him a lot. Learned how to reinforce because of that too. Emiya even gave her a radio to work on and a cassette tape that goes along with it. 

So it was awful when she saw him get killed. 

Ended up blocking that memory. Ended up returning to that accursed home of hers. 

Of course, after 10 years, in her own HGW, she ends up summoning Emiya (who she selectively forgot). Instead of using the catalyst provided, she ended up just tossing the cassette tape on the circle and poof. Emiya.

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