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Beacon Academy / Re: opening act [Open]
« Last post by Azure Blair on Today at 10:21:15 AM »
As the sound of a second instrument joined in, Azure was delighted to see her tactic seemed to have worked; she would get to meet people who shared her interest in music. She couldn’t see who her fellow musician was, but she could tell their position just by listening. A light grin flitted across her face as the song continued. The addition of the bass guitar made the performance much more well rounded. While it had been fine when it had just been Azure playing the rhythm guitar portion, it sounded fuller, more complete, with the second instrument. This, was something Azure greatly enjoyed; she loved a good show, and better sounding songs made for better shows.

A small cluster of students had gathered around momentarily to watch, interested by the music. They eventually went on their way, going back to what it was they had been doing. The short moment in which they had been there had only added to Azure’s pleasant mood. She could easily connect the energy of the handful of people, letting their happiness spill into her.

“I’ll keep you locked in my head
Until we meet again
Until we, until we meet again
I won’t forget you my friend
What happened...” Azure continued to sing, playing smoothly through the bridge of the song. Her favorite part of the song was the ambiguity of it; it was song that everyone, if they looked at it just right, could relate to. A song about losing someone close to you, that, save for the line about a last kiss, could be about anyone, not necessarily a romantic partner. That being said, Azure didn’t link the song to anyone specific, but she liked how the option was there to do so.

“If someone said three years from now
You'd be long gone
I'd stand up and punch them out
Cause they're all wrong and
That last kiss, I'll cherish, until we meet again
And time makes it harder, I wish I could remember
But I keep your memory, you visit me in my sleep
My darling, who knew
My darling, my darling
Who knew
My darling, I miss you
My darling, who knew
Who knew...” The song faded out, Azure quieting her playing as her voice softened. She could only hope the bass player knew to do so too, or else that would lead to an awkwardly overwhelming amount of bass as the song finished. The referral to the subject of the song as ‘darling’ didn’t deter Azure’s view that the song was open ended and could fit to any type of relationship. She believed that anyone one cared for could be called ‘darling’, without it having to be a romantic thing.
With the song over, Azure had been planning to just jump right into the next one. But, given the new musical addition, she thought it best to discover who had been playing with her than just leap into a song that the other person might not know.
Picking up Renegade, Azure climbed to her feet-- taking a second to dust off any dirt that was clinging to her black jeans-- before circling around the tree to see who her musical accompaniment was.

Her navy gaze landed on the all-too-familiar Atlas uniform, her eyes narrowing slightly at the sight of it. However, she didn’t want to assume that the red headed girl was snobby or uptight just because of the uniform she wore, so Azure relaxed her features to a more playful and easygoing lopsided grin.
“It’s always nice to find another musician,” she said. She leaned her shoulder against the tree, her matte black guitar dangling casually from her right hand, propped up against her leg. Her stance was laid back, as thought almost a subconscious rebellion against the professionalism and precision that Atlas brought. Azure despised authority, and, having spent the majority of her life in the military-focused kingdom, knew Atlas was all about authority and formality.

“How long have you been playing?” she asked, gesturing to the bass guitar that the girl held. She own talent had been the result of constant practicing since the age of nine, playing until her fingertips would form blisters, then start to bleed. So she always found it interesting to come across people with natural talent, prodigies of sorts. Many people would think of this as unfair, finding it annoying that they had to practice so diligently for something that others could do with ease, but Azure didn’t mind. She thought those people lucky, yes, but she wasn’t jealous of them. She believed that had she had to practice so much to get to where she was today, she wouldn’t have become so invested in music.
Akel didn't think that Ayaka could apply her semblance in the air and was surprised to her almost dead stop, keeping her weapon in its scythe form, Akel gripped the handle and brought it into a spin as soon as the explosion happened.

Akel didn't expect this level of explosion to happen, she knew that it was a large chunk but the chain was unexpected. She kept her impromptu defence up as a caution and was glad that she did as she could see Ayaka racing towards her, she planted one foot back slightly and tilted her spinning scythe slightly upwards she was expecting an aerial attack. She kept her ground and let the blade slide down the handle of her scythe, scratching her hand,

After Ayaka passed Akel, the bat Faunus did a sidestep as she kept spinning her scythe, as she saw her opponent land Akel followed after her. Hearing the explosions Akel still followed, using her hearing to her advantage, Akel hit all sizeable pieces of debris as she got to Ayaka and went for horizontal strike, following with a shoulder bash and going back with another horizontal slash, the last 3 bullets of her gun being used at Ayaka after each attack.

[Aura 27%]
[First sword strike 5%]
[Shoulder bash 4%]
[second sword strike 6%]
[Bullets 3% x 3]
Beacon Academy / Re: Big Game Hunting [Closed]
« Last post by MonsterManic on Today at 06:43:43 AM »
Getting to test his mettle against big beasties like Deathstalkers and King Taijitu? Something Tieren would leap at the chance to do. Having to walk miles to do so while having his ear talked off? Jima sure knew how to dampen a man’s mood.

Judging by the look on the other muscled boy’s face Smokey was feeling the exact same, and that made Tieren feel just that tiny bit better to know he wasn’t the only one suffering. Seriously, judging by the giant piece of metal on his back, who cared about weak spots. Personally, all he’d need to do is just raise his hand and chop, but whatever Smokey’s lugging around, it was heavy and would do a lotta damage.

In any case, though it was nowhere as large as Smokey’s weapon/workout routine, his own sword could only be carried on his arm and it was beginning to smart, so actually being able to see their destination was a relief and a welcome break from nothing but greenery for an hour. The colosseum was impressive, to be sure - but something about it seemed off. No way a stage this big was only discovered by like one person - especially if it still attracted Grimm like Jima claimed.

For some reason, Tieren expected the stadium to be larger. Not to say it didn’t trump whatever Beacon offered, it was just…slightly underwhelming, nothing ageing well at all. ”Yeah, all that talk about Grimm being attracted to this place and lookie! Nothing here.” he said, leaping from the broken stairway and landing heavily on the floor. ”Or if there are Grimm, maybe they just need a little emotion juice to get them going.”
Beacon Academy / Re: Starting a rebellion [RBLS]
« Last post by Xarias Fury on Today at 02:42:26 AM »
     Paperwork was always a hassle, though a welcome one at that. It gave time to think, to ponder, to think of things other than what one's scroll was playing. Even if Shiroe was technically not filling out paper forms per se, he was still just browsing over the new documents he had to fill online regarding the team transfers.
     It was odd, how often people's teams were changed. New transfers happened almost monthly, people leaving almost twice as frequent, and Remnant-forbid a casualty or crippling injury seldomly. It was obviously hard, training to be a huntsman, but it was not without its dangers. Sheltered as they were, students at Beacon faced challenges normal people usually wouldn't ever dream of. Atlas took top spot with regards to strictness, and even with Vacuo's more free spirited arrangements it was no joke that Huntsmen Academies ran people dry.
     Shiroe sighed, wondering how long this team would last. Would a boarbatusk-headed teammate of his finally get over his own pride, or would he end up quitting like the rest of them? It was surprising, no doubt, that Reggie lasted as long as he did, especially compared to the others in the former team MARS. But perhaps that was just the thing. He was too stubborn to quit. Shiroe chuckled, finally finishing off the forms at the records area and checked the time.
     The dull hum of electronics and the occasional holo-call in his surroundings didn't bother Shiroe at all, but after checking the time he realized that the new team leader of team RBLS wasn't where he was supposed to be.
     Dust it. He quickly picked up his scroll from the access terminal and heard a faint beep as he was automatically logged out from the device. He had no time, two girls had just joined his team and they were left with no one but Reggie in their room.
     This is a disaster, he thought, scratching his head as he picked up the pace and reached the wooden door leading to the hallways. The dorms were still a ways away but running down the halls wasn't exactly frowned upon. Who knows, maybe Reggie didn't completely turn everyone off and they didn't quit.
     No, he shouldn't take the risk, as much as he liked the monotonous hum of the records area he didn't want to have to fill up forms for yet another team because of 'irreconcilable differences' within the first hour.
     Breaking into a sprint he ran for the dorms area, apologizing to some professors he passed, though most didn't give a second glance. Must be pretty common in Beacon to have kids running about, but hopefully he didn't get into any accidents on the way there.
     He wanted to send a message in advance to the two girls, but he forgot to get their contact info through the terminals. Mistake number one, he should have been more patient, and as a leader he shouldn't make sudden rash decisions.
     Please just don't do anything stupid, Shiroe begged in his mind, knowing that a message to Reggie would be pointless. Don't scare off the new teammates just yet. 
It’s been a few seconds since Aurelia began channeling her semblance.  If she’s timed this correctly, Airi should be entering the forest now.  The sound of approaching footsteps should make itself apparent any moment now. 

But footsteps never come.  Opening her eyes for a moment to scan the area, Aurelia’s just in time to witness a fireball crash into a nearby tree.  The leaves begin to catch fire and start to spread, but, for now, the flame is small, localized, and not a threat.  ”Even now, you still refuse to fight me?” she mutters as another fireball comes careening toward her.  Even if Airi used every ounce of fire dust she had, it would take several minutes at best for a fire to be enough of a threat to smoke Aurelia out.  She only plans to be here for less than twenty seconds.  Airi’s unwillingness to fight will be her—

Aurelia’s startled from her thoughts as the second fireball explodes and sends shrapnel scattering about.  She maintains concentration on Noble Steed’s summoning, but her thoughts grow slightly more worried.  She needs to find a way to defend against that attack, at least temporarily.  She needs to stay above 25% aura for a few more seconds, otherwise she will be unable to activate her semblance.  She also cannot move during the channel, otherwise it will be interrupted and she’ll have to start over.  That means she’ll have to block it somehow.

Since she can’t move, the only option is to use an aura shield.  She’s already forced to concentrate on her aura, so a little multi-tasking shouldn’t pose too much of a problem.  Still, it’s not like she can project a barrier that completely surrounds her, or even project one continuously—even for the short amount of time left on the summoning.  She’ll have to project individual shields semi-randomly to block the shrapnel effect as the fire/ice grenade explodes.  It’ll almost certainly be impossible to block all of the effect.  Still, there are enough factors in her favor that give her hope of blocking anything at all.

First, the shrapnel will come from one direction at a time, even if they’re fired in rapid succession.  As long as she pays attention, she can narrow down where the attack will come from and focus on one side at a time.  Secondly, Aurelia only plans to block vital areas.  If she tries to defend too much, she’ll risk either losing concentration or whiffing her blocks entirely.   Finally, there’s a chance Noble Steed will arrive in time to block damage.  While she hates to let her mount take free hits, Aurelia will probably need to rely on unconventional tactics to win at this point.

Settling on her gameplan, Aurelia gazes out through the woods to the rest of the arena.  Just because Airi can’t see her doesn’t mean it works visa versa.  Still, between the natural foliage and the slowly increasing flames, it’s difficult to make out what her opponent’s doing.  Which is why it’s nice Airi has so graciously provided no less than four instant replays for her every action.  As she watches four heads bob down and up on the ice dust side of the field, it’s fairly easy to conclude Airi picked up some of the crystals for her own use.  As for what that use is, Aurelia has a few guesses, but right now she needs to focus on these last few seconds. 

Aura: 31%
Noble Steed "Duration": 8 hours
Channeling Semblance: 2nd of 3 rounds

Action:  Continuing summoning of Noble Steed
Beacon Academy / Re: opening act [Open]
« Last post by Kingnoname1 on Today at 01:12:49 AM »
The Vytal festival had sparked a fair bit of wanderlust in Saffron, not to the same extent as her father but the Atlas student had still been taking every opportunity to travel around the world of Remnant. Atlas dignitaries or industrials always often did prefer the supposed professionalism of Atlas students as such it was easy enough to find work despite her quills. This wasn’t one of those days, however, a favour for a favour passed through a few hands had let her stay at Beacon for a few days to rest up after a particularly difficult mission. She was desperately missing her team but if her most recent missions and the Vytal festival had taught her anything it was the importance of self-sufficiency, something she notably lacked.

Curse my supportive family. Saffron jokingly thought to herself as she walked around the school grounds. Beacon was very different compared to Atlas, a lot of older architecture compared to Atlas’s utilitarian campuses did grant the place a lot of charm but significantly less protection from the weather or organised layout. Luckily the first point wasn’t an issue as Saffron was if anything too hot under her Atlas uniform, it seemed appropriate to represent her school despite if not because of it’s negative reputation. The second point was more of an issue but luckily Saffron had nowhere she needed to be, she would have more than enough time to check out the academies library and teaching staff. She had heard good things about the professor Budonoki Sophos, a Faunus teacher was a rare thing particularly one as well respected and combat able as Sophos, his recent Vytal festival performance proving the latter.

Saffron was still in no rush, however, finding herself in the school’s main gardens. Atlas had flora of course, but it was strictly utilitarian, grown for food or to teach wilderness survival courses all kept in massive underground greenhouses. Nothing compared to the impressive floral displays the Beacon groundskeeper had put together. A warm vibe and the faint playing of guitar music completed the mood which Saffron was more than happy to let herself get caught up in. It was tempting to take a flower or two, they surely wouldn’t be missed but it seemed insensitive, denying others the sight of its simple splendor. ’What had mother said about love being leaving the rose.’ Saffron muttered to herself, her defenses very much laid bare.

Finally Saffron caught sight of the originator of the music, sitting on the opposite side of a large tree over on the grass. A little idea popped into her head as Saffron pulled out her scroll, tapping away to summon her loaned locker, and landing it hopefully far enough away to not be too disruptive. Saffron then took out a bass guitar and walked back over to tree Azure was leaning up against. Sitting down on the opposite side to the younger student Saffron started playing along, it was a reasonably well-known song so she slotted in quite quickly with Azure’s playing. Slapping the body of the bass to make up for the lack of drums Saffron happily followed along Azure as the song continued. It was presumptuous of Saffron to join in like she did without asking but it felt like a shame to interrupt the music, so why not add to it?
Beacon Academy / Re: Starting a rebellion [RBLS]
« Last post by GingerAvalanche on September 22, 2018, 02:38:02 PM »
Lilla sat up, propping herself up on her arms, when Reggie opened the door. Akel was helping herself to Lilla's things, trying to figure out what to unpack from her monstrous packing job - I was only moving a few hallways over, why would I bother packing neatly? - when Reggie came in and reacted to them.

"Uuuugh!" She groaned, seeing that Reggie was staring "pretty much" right at her and assuming he said it to her. She dropped herself back onto the bed again and stared at the ceiling. "I knew it! I knew they'd hate me right off the bat!"
The Vale Region / Re: Through rivalry and friendship... and a bunch of Grimm [closed]
« Last post by DEXES on September 22, 2018, 03:23:11 AM »
Sorry for the late reply, school's been hell lately.

Mikado bit his lip as he felt his arms slowly giving in. It was a matter of milliseconds, between the near yielding of his weapon and the death of the Deathstalker. Fortunately, the latter happened. The Deathstalker disintegrating and Mikado let out a quiet sigh. The chain of his Kusarigama retraced, letting the two ends smash together and switching the weapon back into the Bo.

"Anything else coming?" he asked, shoving some wet hair off his face. The rain got less with each drop, but a light drizzle remained. In the distance, the clouds were already breaking, letting a dimming light shine over the peaks of the neighboring mountains. All this looked like an end to a children's book, and that's also what it felt like. The mission was rated "Beginner-Friendly", and although it ended up slightly more tough, they still did it. What else should come after this Deathstalker? The strongest Grimm always came last.

With the rain barely present, Mikado pulled off his jacket, held it in front of him and squeezed the water out of it. He didn't really seem to expect more Grimm. Why should he, it would probably not be a mission for two first years, excluding Siu, if now even stronger and more dangerous Grimm arrive. However, you can never be too careful. Maybe a pack beowolves had strayed from the horde and will arrive any second now. Who knows. After his jacket had lost most of the water, he pulled it over his shoulders again and stationed his Bo in the associated holster on his back. Kiro, on the other hand, stayed in his read- to-fight, grown, form, watching the path in front for a few more seconds, then laid down on the damp ground.

Further away from the group, in the chair of the Bullhead sat the pilot, who had brought the group of three to their location earlier. He had a slight grin on his face as he received the notification that the population of Mohana was now fully evacuated. Siu most likely received the same message.

He had just started writing a message to Siu, asking if they were ready to be picked up when a ringing echoed through the room. The sound of an emergency call. The message was played by itself, a loud voice coming out of the speaker.

"Take the students away from there!" the voice almost screamed. At his next words, his grin changed to a horrified, shocked expression. "That wasn't the Horde! These were just the vanguard! The Horde is still coming!"


Then a loud cry filled the air. Immediately, the pilot ran to his windshield and looked out. His eyes widened. "Oh fuck," he exclaimed as he saw the shadow of two Nevermore. They were both relatively tall, though not yet fully grown, but big enough to fly into a house and tear down its walls. More growls and chirping echoed in the distance. How could one not know that there was more Grimm? Wasn't there anyone who saw and reported them? But who would stand there and just wait to count how many Grimm there were? Maybe some knew that there was more Grimm. Or maybe they were all dead. The fact was that they underestimate the horde, and to put it bluntly, they were fucked.

With shaky hands, he began to write a message to Siu. Maybe he could warn the group in time. He pressed the send button, his eyes fixed on the small device. Please let her answers.


  • Big Deathstalker: x 1 Shot by Smokey
  • ]Small Deathstalker: x 1 Killed by Siu (Cranes)
  • Small Nevermore: x 1 Killed by Siu (Cranes]

(For Siu's Cranes:

Next Targets:

  • Mid-Sized Nevermore: x2
  • Beowolves: x4 )
Beacon Academy / Re: Starting a rebellion [RBLS]
« Last post by Walter on September 22, 2018, 02:10:48 AM »
Unbelievable. Halfway through the year, and they had to transfer teams already. All the progress Reginald had made in working with them was now gone. Granted, most would say that there hadn't been much progress at all. The royal shitstain hadn't quite made  any friends here - Shiroe was the closest thing he had in that regard. Reginald mulled over all of this and more as he walked down the hallway towards the team's dorm room - what were they again? Team rabble? Something like that.

But two new team members could put a wrench in things even more, especially with how closely Silica had been following his actions and relationships with the other students. He could only hope that they would meet his standards, and not be scum. You know, scum like him.

Hell, he hoped they would be better than his old team anyway. It was no secret that Reginald despised team MARS's old leader - a commoner! Shiroe was much more befitting of such a role. And with any luck, the others would-

Reginald had made it to the dorm by now and opened the door. He stood in the doorway for a moment in stunned silence.

He hadn't really checked who his new teammates actually were.

1v1 Matches / Re: Third Year 1v1 bracket- Round 1: Rufus Chocla vs. Jima Purpora
« Last post by Walter on September 22, 2018, 01:54:24 AM »
Whiff. Good start on the whole 'pure brawn thing'. Plus, there appeared to have been one factor Rufus had forgotten to take into account - her weapon was also a fucking mace. Freezing it probably made it heavier, if anything, which Rufus soon got to experience as it slammed into him, sending him into the dirt.

He was not down for the count, though. The boy didn't rise right away, instead bringing his leg around to sweep Jima's - hopefully he could bring her down as well. Either way he proceeded to roll back, hoping to jump her with another set of punches if she did fall.

(Leg swipe: 5%)

Aura: 31%
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