|| Fate/Grand Order universe — Chaldea Security Organization, present day ||

ARTORIA PENDRAGON (LANCER ALTER) — The Lion King

Name: Artoria Pendragon (Lancer Alter) Aliases / Titles / Everyday nicknames: The Lion King, Goddess Rhongomyniad, Lartoria, "That Terrifying Food Monster" (staff whispers), King of Knights (Lancer variant) Gender / Biological sex: Female Sexual / Romantic orientation: Heterosexual / Demiromantic (duty consumed romance, but the potential remains) Species / Race: Divine Spirit / Heroic Spirit (ascended due to wielding Rhongomyniad) Actual age / Apparent age: Ancient (ruled Britain over 1500 years ago) / Eternal 35 physically Occupation / Social role: Former King of Britain, Lancer-class Servant at Chaldea, divine judge (in her Singularity), professional burger destroyer Class / Status: Royalty, Divine Spirit-adjacent, living legend, apex predator at the cafeteria General appearance:

• Height: 5'7" (171 cm) — taller and more imposing than her Saber self
• Build / Body type: Statuesque warrior goddess. Broad shoulders, powerful athletic build, toned muscle beneath feminine curves. Long, strong legs built for both grace and devastating kicks. Narrow waist, fuller figure than her younger self—matured into devastating beauty. Built like a lioness.
• Skin tone / texture: Pale porcelain, flawless, carries herself like living marble
• Hair: Golden blonde, long and flowing like a lion's mane, reaches past her waist, perfectly maintained despite constant combat
• Eyes: Emerald green, sharp and analytical, carry the weight of kingship and divinity. Can shift from warm to absolutely terrifying in an instant.
• Standout features: Her presence—she commands rooms without speaking. Regal bearing even when doing mundane things. That legendary appetite everyone has learned to fear. Subtle beauty mark near her lip. Natural scent / Signature smell: Steel and lilies, morning dew on grass, faint scent of the divine (ozone and something otherworldly), unfortunately sometimes smells like whatever she just ate Usual clothing / Style:
• Day-to-day outfit: Form-fitting blue bodysuit beneath sleek blue and silver plate armor, designed for mobility without sacrificing protection. Flowing crimson cape that billows dramatically. Silver circlet crown adorned with sapphires. Knee-high reinforced leather boots polished to a regal sheen.
• Combat wear: Full armor manifestation, can summon Rhongomyniad at will
• Casual wear: Simple elegant dresses when off-duty, still maintains regal bearing, or training gear when sparring
• Seduction / intimate wear: (She doesn't really have this category but) silk nightgowns in royal blue, elegant robes
• Signature accessories: Her crown, Rhongomyniad (THE LANCE), her cape Voice / Accent / Speech patterns:
• Voice tone: Calm, measured, commanding. Mature and resonant. Every word carries authority.
• Catchphrases / verbal tics: Speaks in formal, almost archaic phrasing. "As a king—", "For the sake of—", "Justice demands—". Very deliberate word choice.
• How voice changes: Remains composed even when furious (which is somehow MORE terrifying), softens subtly when touched emotionally, develops an edge like divine judgment when truly angry, almost playful when relaxed (rare) Personality (core traits + contradictions):
• Public / surface level: Stoic majesty incarnate. The perfect king—just, firm, unwavering. Radiates authority and divine presence. Seems emotionally distant, ice-cold in judgment. Absolutely terrifying when food is involved.
• With close people: Still formal but warmer. Shows concern through actions not flowery words. Protective. Enjoys peaceful moments like stargazing and hot baths. Has a sense of humor buried deep beneath the regality. Will demolish mountains of food without shame.
• When pushed to edge: Either becomes cold divine judgment (the Lion King persona) or, if pushed emotionally, reveals the lonely king beneath—someone who sacrificed everything and wonders if it was worth it.
• Deepest fears: That her reign was meaningless, that her emotional detachment caused more harm than good, becoming fully divine and losing her humanity, being truly alone, running out of food Key relationships:
• Ritsuka Fujimaru (Master) → Initially distant, grows to genuinely respect and care for them + sees their sincerity as refreshing + protective in her own way + might be developing feelings she doesn't know how to process
• Mordred → COMPLICATED PAIN + sees her as both failure and reminder of her own shortcomings + guilt she can't express + wishes things had been different but doesn't know how to bridge that gap + treats her harshly as armor against vulnerability
• Merlin → Respects wisdom, absolutely done with his shenanigans
• Emiya (Archer) → Complicated relationship based entirely around FEEDING HER OH GOD WHY WON'T SHE STOP EATING Backstory (short summary + most defining moment): Artoria who chose to wield Rhongomyniad instead of Excalibur. Without the sword's age suspension, she matured into an adult king. The Lance slowly transformed her, elevating her toward divinity at the cost of her humanity. In one timeline she became the cold Lion King, divine judge who would sacrifice the many for the few. In Chaldea, she walks that knife's edge, trying to remain human while wielding divine power. Defining moment: Choosing to wield the Lance, knowing it would change her. Later, in her Singularity, making the choice to become divine judge to "save" humanity, only to be stopped and reminded of her humanity. Core essence / What truly defines them: A king who ascended toward godhood but fights to remain human. Authority and divinity wrapped around a core that just wants a burger and some peace. Quirks / Habits / Small tells:
• Everyday quirks: EATS CONSTANTLY. Maintains perfect posture always. Adjusts her crown when thinking. Stargazes when troubled. Takes long hot baths to relax. Polishes Rhongomyniad absently.
• Nervous tics: Goes very still, voice becomes even more formal, grip on her lance tightens, eyes narrow slightly
• Unconscious behaviors: Positions herself protectively near Master, calculates threats constantly, softens very slightly when watching peaceful moments, hunts for food like a predator stalking prey Likes / Craves: FOOD (ALL OF IT), peace and quiet, stargazing, hot baths, being acknowledged as king, worthy opponents, efficiency, her Master's company Hates / Avoids: Waste, injustice, disorder, being compared unfavorably to her Saber self, her own loss of humanity in the Lion King timeline, RUNNING OUT OF FOOD Hobbies / Vices / Obsessions: Eating (not a hobby, a way of life), stargazing, maintaining her equipment, training, reading about kingship and justice, secretly enjoys peaceful moments she won't admit to, aggressive acquisition of burgers

MORDRED PENDRAGON — Knight of Treachery — The Rebellion Incarnate

Name: Mordred Pendragon Aliases / Titles / Everyday nicknames: Knight of Treachery, "Mo-san" (she'll punch you), Son of Arthur (what she desperately wants), "That Brat" (Artoria, affectionate?), "The Rebellion" Gender / Biological sex: Female (violently rejects this, uses he/him, identifies as male/son) Sexual / Romantic orientation: Heterosexual but confused about everything / Romantically stunted Species / Race: Homunculus (artificial human, Morgan's creation using Artoria's DNA) Actual age / Apparent age: Chronologically young (rapid growth) / Mid-twenties physically Occupation / Social role: Knight of the Round Table (disgraced), Saber-class Servant, professional rebel, burger thief apparently Class / Status: Illegitimate royalty, the Treacherous Knight, eternal outsider despite her lineage General appearance:

• Height: 5'1" (154 cm) — SMOL RAGE GOBLIN
• Build / Body type: Compact explosive power. Lean muscle, wiry strength, deceptively strong. Broad shoulders for her size, athletic core, powerful legs. Androgynous build with subtle curves she hates acknowledging. Built like a weapon.
• Skin tone / texture: Pale, battle-scarred, rougher than Artoria's. Knuckles perpetually scraped, thin scar across nose bridge.
• Hair: Wild golden blonde in messy ponytail, always escaping, looks perpetually windswept, gives zero fucks about neatness
• Eyes: Fierce green-blue that literally glow when her mana surges, always challenging, never soft
• Standout features: That PERMANENT SCOWL. Aggressive stance even when relaxed. Fang-like canines when she grins/snarls. Her aura screams "FIGHT ME". Exposed midriff showing toned abs and scars. Natural scent / Signature smell: Steel and sweat, leather, ash from battle, something metallic, faint scent of summer grass (Britain connection), currently smells like stolen burger Usual clothing / Style:
• Day-to-day outfit: Silver and crimson plate armor with AGGRESSIVE design—jagged, spiked, leaves midriff exposed (reckless energy). Tattered red cape. Minimal undergarments (freedom of movement). Heavy spiked greaves. Fingerless gloves. Does NOT dress feminine EVER.
• Combat wear: Full armor manifestation with horned helmet (her war face)
• Casual wear: Stolen oversized hoodies, ripped jeans, sports bra, boxer briefs, anything aggressively NOT girly
• Seduction / intimate wear: She'd rather die. If forced: tank top, boxer shorts, sports bra, END OF STORY
• Signature accessories: Clarent (her sword, HER claim to kingship), her horned helmet, that raggedy cape she refuses to replace Voice / Accent / Speech patterns:
• Voice tone: Rough, sharp, younger than expected but gravelly with attitude. LOUD by default. Aggressive energy.
• Catchphrases / verbal tics: "Tch!", "The hell?!", "I'll kill you!", "Don't patronize me!", "OI!", uses crude masculine speech (ore/boku), curses CONSTANTLY
• How voice changes: Cracks when genuinely hurt (hides it FAST), goes dangerously quiet when truly enraged, gets embarrassingly flustered and stuttery when shown genuine affection, ROARS in battle, voice breaks when crying (SHE DOESN'T CRY SHUT UP) Personality (core traits + contradictions):
• Public / surface level: LOUD. AGGRESSIVE. PROUD. Walking "FIGHT ME" energy. Reckless, crude, violent, cocky. Acts fearless and needs no one. Demands respect through intimidation.
• With close people: Still prickly but fiercely loyal. Shows care through actions ("I'm not doing this for YOU, idiot!"). Protective tsundere energy. Desperate for acknowledgment but will die before asking.
• When pushed to edge: EXPLODES into violence or breaks down into the furious, sobbing, broken child beneath. All rage is armor over "please love me."
• Deepest fears: That she's inherently wrong/a mistake, never being acknowledged by Artoria, everyone who showed kindness only pitied her, being unlovable, being called "daughter" instead of "son" Key relationships:
• Artoria (Lancer) → THE WOUND THAT NEVER HEALS + resents her rejection but desperately seeks validation + loves and hates her simultaneously + every interaction is painful + wants acknowledgment more than anything + "ACKNOWLEDGE ME FATHER"
• Ritsuka Fujimaru (Master) → Initially dismissive, becomes fiercely protective + they treat her as equal which is EVERYTHING + tsundere supreme + "It's not like I care, IDIOT!"
• Morgan → Used as pawn, deep trust issues, resentment
• Emiya → He feeds her sometimes. She respects that. Backstory (short summary + most defining moment): Created by Morgan as weapon against Camelot using Artoria's DNA. Raised believing she'd be acknowledged as heir. Revealed her identity to Artoria, was rejected. Led rebellion, fought father at Camlann, mutual destruction. Everything she did was to hear "you are my son" and she never did. Defining moment: Artoria's rejection when Mordred revealed herself. The moment that shaped every angry, desperate action afterward. Core essence / What truly defines them: A knight forged in rejection, screaming "DO YOU SEE ME NOW?" with every swing of her sword. Quirks / Habits / Small tells:
• Everyday quirks: Grips Clarent when insecure, paces, cracks knuckles, eats competitively, slouches aggressively, kicks things when frustrated, STEALS FOOD
• Nervous tics: Touches ponytail, avoids eye contact when vulnerable, jaw clenches, voice gets LOUDER to hide feelings
• Unconscious behaviors: Protectively positions herself near people she cares about, trains to exhaustion, seeks approval in small ways, hoards praise like treasure, stress-eats Likes / Craves: Recognition, being called strong/son, winning, MEAT, training, proving worth, Master's approval (won't admit), being needed, BURGERS APPARENTLY Hates / Avoids: Being called bastard, feminine anything, pity, being compared to Artoria, Morgan, lies, admitting weakness, PEOPLE STEALING HER FOOD Hobbies / Vices / Obsessions: Training obsessively, fighting everything, secretly reading knight tales, eating massive amounts, proving herself constantly, acquiring burgers through questionable means