Agent B52

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Marcus blinked as he recognised the professor’s voice and immediately swallowed dryly.

“Yes ma’m.” Marcus acknowledged her commands and dismounted. One of the other students, a new face with striking emerald green eyes, made a remark that caused him to wince.

“Yeah, funny you should mention that.” Marcus replied uncomfortably.

The entrance exams obstacle course was a prime example of a challenge still based around the idea of hunters as purely infantry. The rules had only specified that participants had to stay inside of the bounds and complete the course in whatever way they saw fit. While many an obstacle had been designed with more than one way to overcome it, ‘complete obliteration’ had not been one of them. Probably. Outside of miss Iderson, the other referees were too busy frothing at the mouth or staring at the wreckage to give Marcus a straight explanation about that particular detail. He had not stuck around long enough to find out the specifics. Once miss Iderson confirmed that he had passed he promptly vacated the area before the other referees could strangle him for what he had done to the course.

He still did not know if he was even allowed to go back there anymore.

Still rather than dwell on the past it was time to get himself a rifle and start the lesson. Marcus felt more at ease inspecting the weapon, checking if it was loaded or not and other busywork. Not that the heavy bolt action needed attention. Gunmen often joked that this particular design was dreamed up by two drunks on the back of a napkin. Simple, reliable and with enough oomph to knock an Ursa on it’s ass with just the shockwave of the bullet.

Armed once more he stood at the ready for further instructions.

Fablemaiden: a Magical Girl RP

You would be amazed at how brutal the original 'uncut' versions of most fairy tales were. Speaking of fairy tales, I ran into a bit of a problem. A concept gripped me but I cannot find a good fairy tale to match it. The basic idea was a mother hen type girl that uses either summons or her own (magically boosted) pets to fight for her. With less fanservice this picture would be pretty much exactly what I had in mind as far as appearance goes for the transformed state of both girl and summons.

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Added a possible mission to the document. Still needs to have staff assigned and generally looked over by a GM so don't claim it yet please.

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Alternatively, Supernatural just has gifs for everything. EDIT: For the practice class teachers, some ideas for what to do with the Unsubtle later in the year outside of appropriately sized and fortified obstacle courses. I can post this in the doc as well if so desired.

• Hide and seek. Yes I am serious. The most important skill Marcus needs is to be able to find targets before they find him. Actually shooting them can come later.
• Mix up the targets in the target range with 'do NOT hit' targets that may not be harmed in any way. They represent civilians and friendly hunters etcetera. A lot harder than it sounds due to the sheer destructive potential involved.
• Targets that he cannot see. Marcus depends on a spotter talking over the radio or the like to actually aim. Throw in some 'do NOT shoot' targets for extra fun.
• Extremely delicate obstacles that must remain unharmed. Are to obstacle courses what the 'do NOT hit' targets are for target practice.
• Any of the above with Unsubtle handicapped in some fashion, say, unable to traverse the turret or with half the cameras off. Trains Marcus how to fight even with battle damage.

Magical Girl Team Interest Check

Thinking of calling dibs on the Tuxedo Kamen character. Either that or go full Pretty Cure. It's always a good idea to go full Pretty Cure.

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Now I desire to hug Lug and tell him it'll be okay.

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So, I've been thinking it over all day, and I've reached a decision. I'm stepping out. I've been feeling unmotivated to post, the RP is moving a little fast for my tastes, you've got people who want to take my place, etc. etc. I'm sure you'll survive without me, but I'm sorry I'm leaving so soon. Seeya later, guys. I'll remove my stuff from all the Docs.

@Kafka Komedy

Aww. You will be missed. Anyway in a previous post I mentioned that the Armoury class building is next to the shooting range, so Marcus is not driving recklessly. It is only a distance of 50 meters or so.

somewhat vulgar

@Skyrte

This made me laugh.

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Name: Marcus Goldstein Location: Armoury class => Practice Status: Good Outside of the dramatic reveals, Armoury class was actually rather soothing to Marcus. Just routine maintenance, something to keep his thoughts focused while not being too taxing. Before the hour was gone he had figured out what caused problems with the left tread. It was simple really. Somewhere during their little romp in the woods the remains of a tree stump had lodged itself between the hull and the main drive wheel. However the drive train had so much grunt behind it that it had started to grind down the wood to mulch rather than jam. Once the massive clod of dirt and roots had been pried free with the liberal application of grease and a large crowbar, it ran like clockwork once more. Marcus was so engrossed in his work he didn’t notice the bell had rung until the teacher physically tapped him on the shoulder. One profuse apology later, he reversed the Unsubtle out of the classroom and drove towards the firing range. While the tank rode, Marcus was still seated on the engine deck as he hastily bolted the tread guards back on. “Good afternoon.” he greeted the rest of class as the Unsubtle settled in place. A couple of more twists of the wrench and that bolt was back in place, just two more to go.

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Whenever you mention Ahriman I just keep thinking you mean the 40k sorcerer who can rip continents in half with a thought.

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Marcus met Ivan’s eyes with an even stare, simply nodding once in acknowledgement before he returned to his notes. A short while later a message landed in Marcus’ inbox. The content was certainly interesting. Marcus could not help it and smiled a little as he imagined the increase in firepower. Then he frowned as the heat issue was addressed. Drat, and he already had to limit his rate of fire with unmodified shots. _{”Bored now.”} Marcus got up from his seat, scroll in hand. As he strode over to the Unsubtle he paused at Oswald’s desk. The man had tried to stop the violence before it could get out of hand. Even though Marcus found the root cause of the whole argument trivial, his teammate’s behaviour was commendable. Much better than his own on reflection. “Well done just now.” he complimented Oswald. Understatement right there. Still it was the best he could think of. He moved on to the actual maintenance area. In the meantime he mentally sketched out some ideas via his scroll. An advantage of his semblance was that he could literally design at the speed of thought, his very spirit converted to the raw ones and zeroes computers worked with. By the time he had walked the length of the classroom his little CAD session was already finished. Right then, time to get to the fun part of class. In the little romp through the forest the previous day something got stuck in the rear left drive wheel, and it was time to find out what. A wrench appeared from his bottomless belt pockets, and he got to work. _{"Say your prayers little one Don't forget, my son To include everyone~"}