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Character: Waver Velvet
Age: 19
Canon: Fate/Zero
Canon Point: Before sending Rider off with all of his Command Seals to face Gilgamesh
Background: Link to his page in the TYPE-MOON Wiki
Personality: A slim young man with a loud mouth, Waver Velvet is the sort of individual who is best described as a brat who is well aware of his genius. He is short tempered, constantly complaining and quick to act when when his buttons are pressed hard enough, but all of the bluff and bravado is a cover for his insecurity and large inferiority complex. Although his brain is more than adept at understanding the theories behind magecraft, he comes from a poor lineage and has the lowest level of magical potential among the practitioners. Because of this, he is often doubting his skills as a magus and as a Master in the 4th Holy Grail War, and has even gone so far as falling into rants that range from disparaging remarks about himself and his own inabilities to wishing that he hadn't been paired with such a powerful Servant in the first place.
However, behind all of his insecurities lies a spine that is as firm as an steel cord suspending a bridge over water. Even though he is more than well aware of how small and how ineffective he is in the grand scheme of the war, he still follows Iskander into the front lines of the battle. Observing everything around him, he is able to see connections where others cannot and, even though his power is weak, he's rational enough and inventive enough with the tools that he has on hand and his knowledge of magical theories that he is the first to track down Caster's lair among the rest of the participants in that iteration of the Grail War.
It is because of his insecurities that he is strong, because those same insecurities also are what allows him to make difficult choices for the sake of others around him. In the final stage of the War, upon Iskander's commentary that only the 'strong' will be participating in the battle from that moment onward, Waver himself decides that it is time for him to bow out of the battlefield. Although he wanted to participate and follow Iskander in the deepest part of his heart, he knew that he would be nothing but a hinderance.
Besides the insecurities that form much of the foundation of his personality, he is also strong because of his sense of loyalty. While it is his insecurities that push him to try to bow out of fights, it is his loyalty to Iskander that keeps him standing tall before Gilgamesh after his Servant fell. It is his rationality that allows him to turn Gilgamesh's logic around to his benefit: while it is true that he had taken Iskander as his King, it is also true that Iskander ordered him to survive. Therefore, even at the cost of his own pride, he had a sworn duty to survive.
It is thus that a skinny, whiny brat with absolutely no combat skill earned the respect of Gilgamesh, the titled King of Heroes, and thus that he was able to grow into the man he was always meant to be.
Abilities: Although Waver is a trained magus in canon, he is far from being considered skilled or powerful. In a world where lineage marks the path to power, a young man who is the first to study magecraft in his family is left in the shadows cast by the old names that had existed since the beginning of the tradition. However, that isn't to say that he doesn't make-do within his limitations. What most mages can accomplish with a few flashy spells, he can accomplish with a little bit of planning, precision, and some basic alchemy.
It should be noted that he never becomes all that powerful even in later canon. However, his talent and intelligence shines because, unlike many others who take their talents for granted, he knows exactly what proper form and execution is supposed to look like. Because of this, he becomes a well liked teacher and researcher in the very school where he was previously ridiculed.
Alignment: Piphron, because trust in himself and others is a core challenge that he continually needs to surmount throughout his life
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General Sample: General Meme Thread, TDM Toplevel
Emotion Sample:
"Aagh! What did that woman mean by all that?!"
[The lights flickered as Waver paced back and forth in the privacy of his own room-- which was already a mess despite the short period he had called it his own. Threads of static followed in his wake, setting the fibers of the thick, shaggy rug he tread upon standing on end from the electrical feedback that had come to manifest from the young man's emotions while in this world. It was a hold over from Rider, surely, for the towering man seemed to all but ride the lightning in his chariot while his booming laugh crashed like thunder upon the quiet streets of Fuyuki.
Waver shook his head, heedless of this connection in his agitated rambling to himself.]
Saying all that about Rider, claiming that she won the Holy Grail War, threatening to kill me over nothing-- Is she even really a Caster?
[The lights steadily grew brighter with his rant, going now uninterrupted by a much needed head-flick courtesy of a Certain Rider.]
The way she spoke of magic was like a Caster, but otherwise.... maybe....
[A shudder raced down his spine as his thoughts started spiralling with anxiety and worry over incidents he couldn't control. A darkened tunnel, a firm hand, a grave tone of voice all flashed through his recent memory--
And the sight of blood. An untold amount of blood.]
Maybe she was an Assassin.
[He whispered, thinking of Caster's lair and the Assassins he and Rider had run into underground.
The light burst at the final word with a loud, crackling pop that set sparks flying.
Waver yelped, immediately ducking to the floor and covering his head with his hands at the electrifying reaction the environment showed with his agitation and fear that sent the room into darkness.
Under the moonlight, Waver cursed his luck and his own folly.
...Maybe he could read himself to sleep by moonlight and regroup the next morning, if his mind even allowed sleep to come.]
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