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Here at Nagata academy are a special class of students. They have come to this particular school to train for a particular athletic activity. Because of this the RP will focus more on the physical side and have few mentions of home room or non gym locations. I was thinking of cafeteria the exception for a social setting. Each student(your character) may choose any one of the 5 athletic paths.

Paths

*Outdoor activities before lunch*
Swimming: free style various distances
&
Sprint: Various distances
&
Pole vaulting

*Indoor activities after lunch*
gymnastics
&
Judo

Depth will be required for school social events that will occur during the school year. Everyone will live locally so no need to have dorms at the end of the day you will commute back to family. To give people breathing space I was thinking of separating the classes before and after the lunch break. I would like to keep the gym unisex to allow interaction but keep the lockers single sex only. All of the different types of athletics will be held on the gym The track I envisioned around to pool due to space restrictions and it would allow for more cross interaction.
Here is the twist I would like to implement the school policy, when you are at the gym you are in your anthro form.

My question to you the reader is; what will be needed to make this a successful RP?
Christian:

"Seems like the years almost over I don't know what to do after that. Will there be an us? I got so use to the three of us I really haven't given munch thought to other things. What are your plans? What did you want to do this year? Where were you planning on going after?" All this talk and he didn't look at you. He just folded his hands behind his head and kept looking up at the night sky.
@Jangel13

It wasn't long using the cloak to get out of the city. By the time you reached the network of tunels the troll potion had healed your wounds and halted the poison inside you. There were many tunnels and your nose told you they all smelled the same save one. That was your one chance. You followed it You had no skill to compensate for the loss of direction you now traveled. For all you knew it was a loop leading you back to the city. The scent was all you had.

You reached a chamber dark and cold but the scent was strongest here. "What are you?" A female voice said in the orc tongue. Your eyes were good but the voice echoed of the walls and seemed to be coming from behind you where no one was.
Christian:

He sat on the hood of his car and waited for you to come out. He had his face tilted to the sky and looked at the stars. when you came close he looked at you and smiled that devious smile. He got in the car and open the passenger door from the inside. When you were inside he drove off using the acceleration to shut the door. He drove you out to the water front and parked getting out after using the trunk release Christian pulled out a blanket and put it on the hood then pulled out a pillow and placed that on the windshield. He left the car running and turned up the radio. "Nice night. I didn't feel like wasting it. I paid Jay to do my paper so we could sit and talk." He gets on the hood and holds out a hand.
"No not quite." You were shoved out of her room. Through the door he stepped into the hall. With one eye as a dark black hole was Christian. "I waited by her side after they wheeled you in here. I knew you would seek out your friend for comfort. You will never see her. You are going to stay in hell house with me!" *scary face* You took everything from me and to think I tried to help you! Now I have all the time I need to get you for shoving that knife in me! I had a life!" As he hit you, the pain you would normally feel was replaced by something more like a migraine times ten.

As he assaulted you the pain grew worse then he screamed an you saw Jamie holding him. "Run." Her mouth made no sound but you didn't need an invitation. You got to your feet and reentered the room Vivian was asleep on the bed and also standing in the room. She turned to face you and cried. "I am sorry for all the pain I caused you."
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"No power in the verse can stop me."
Nightmare Swamp Horde


Here Live the tribe of cunning and tough warriors and shaman. They have trolls lizard folk and marsh lamia. The leader of this tribe in the marsh is a cunning lizard king who teaches traps and employs poisons to the weapons using the troll as the heavy assaults They are at war against the last swords.

Having no smiths and engineers they rely on gathering equipment by conducting raids. They check the traps around the camp for strays. Deep in the heart of the tribe lands they are surrounded by enemies. The death of their eldest shaman has greatly weakened them. Only thing the have that drives fear into the other tribes are the trolls. No other tribe has the regenerative front line fighters. A single troll is worth three squads of orc battle masters. They heal most wounds instantly only tasting death after a severed head.

Most of the lizard folk are equally devastating having either a poisonous bit or a acid breath attack. They have poor eye sight but are armored by heavy scales. Their are many forms of lizard folk some with four legs some with none having just a tale. (Will add later)

There are many tribes in the west, all with their own stake in the coming new year. Here on the western most peninsula of this continent surrounded by the safety of water on three sides is the tribe. The tribe you belong to covers a vast expanse of territory (tribes claim all the land they can see from the central tower constructed in the first days of the tribe), only delving underground for the winter to breed and protect the young until they can hold a blade. This tribe is less segregated then other tribes and as such is far larger and stronger then most of the other neighboring clans. There other tribes in the world you could be a part of Drow, lizard folk, and more. This tribe is composed of orc, half orc, goblins, hobgoblins, half ogres, troll, worg. Your tribe has 4 casts. The primary being the warrior cast, fighters, assassins, rangers, berserkers, rouges, and a inner circle of elite who rule until murdered by stronger, ambitious members. The secondary is the worker cast, mostly goblin and others too injured to fight. These workers tunnel, mine, raise various mounts and smith. This third class is shaman, they work at increasing the tribes power by whatever means necessary. Shaman are knowledgeable in cross breeding, herbalism, magic, and dark arts. The fourth cast is only necessary for one reason only, the breeding cast, they put tied down helpless creatures in with warriors at the orders of shaman trying to produce a new breeds of warriors. The breeding cast report to shaman on new, results. Spring is once again upon tribal lands in the west. The ground is still cold, and cool northern winds blow winter clouds. Soon drums will beat and war parties shall be sent out to gather new resources. Warrior cast begins the regiment of training, building atrophied muscles from being tucked away in the depths of the earth. The new young emerge with the rest already eager to test their bodies and earn scars for themselves. The goblin worker cast set out and begin to cut down more of local forest to be dragged into the pit.
Today the tribe readies for the upcoming months of raiding and scouting. Information and material gathered will force the tribe to focus on the rich parts of surrounding wilderness. Shaman paint power into leaders of each group and then paint scouts to blend into shadows. Warriors will stay with the tribe for now, training for future battles. Early spring groups are comprised of rangers, rouges, and sometimes a shaman. The leaders of the tribe begin at dusk shouting orders to the numerous groups over the drums warning the surrounding territory this tribe is strong, this tribe survived, we are ready.

Notes from the GM: Character creation will be as follows.
No superpowers or special abilities. Other races will be considered on a case by case basis. No character will be larger the an ogre. The ic will be for in game content, occ will be game mechanic questions, and of course "characters" will be for character creation.
PM characters for approval. The NATIONS genre will mean you could rise to the rank of captain of the secton over seeing various activities of that section of your tribe. The chieftain will always be controlled by the GM.
Name: Pic: Age: Class: with fighting style
Race:
Bio:
Motivation:
Skills: max of 12 you will gain more as you progress
personal equipment: weapons/necklace of teeth/armor/



Jason:

The time went by slowly as the week finally came to an end. Jason had sent numerous texted about the day and each class. He ssent just as many asking about you and answers to some of your homework. He wanted to hear plans for the weekend he could push back a paper to make time but it would be only for a night.

Christian:

He gave no text to you even as the weekend approached. During the dusk of Friday you received one text from him. "Busy? Meet me in an hour by my car."
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He nodded. "I know of them and some know of me. I can mimic them and some I can learn from. We should be cautious the further we get from the village." Over head a flock of griffons flew. Kers let the breeze of their wings cool his fur.

The map given to you showed where a few summons could be found but they were far apart and would take days to reach the closest one. It was one of protection a creature that could shield itself from a variety of attacks. It would be vital to the success of your adventures. It was marked at the base of the mountains to the north west in a large cavern said to hold an underground lake.
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