OldManWong

The Heroes of Beacon

The Heroes of Beacon

The Heroes of Beacon

What if I don't listen because I don't care, which side of the line does that land?

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Gideon followed Beliya out into the clearing, thankful for the lack of pressing questions. The breeze, allowed to flow due to the lack of expression began to sway Gideon's hair, his nose upturning as he slowly inhaled the air and looked to the sky. The air was still too humid, but there was little that could be done to change that beyond burning down the entire area. Listening to Beliya he set his hand behind his head; stretching out his back. "I doubt I'd grow tired of you from a simple self-introduced summary." Gideon states, as if defending himself, "Though I might be slightly tiresome in your eyes." He smiles warmly, gazing around the treeline of the clearing, as if deciphering between the movement of brush and any grimm in the area, "Is there a time limit?"

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Gideon's features softened with understanding as he nodded, as if attempting to show his approval through his eyes, "Revenge is one of the strongest urges humans can feel, especially those who believe in a just society and feel they must exact equal if not justifiably harsher punishment." Gideon states solemnly, his face hardening as Beliya returned the question to his side of the court. He had foreseen the question rebounding but hadn't had the time to come up with some excuse as to why he was there. At loss for words for only a moment, he gathered his thoughts and shrugged.

Running a hand through his hair he gazed at the open field, his eyes losing their intensity and appearing more distant as he recalled the bane of his existence, the heavy weight that rested on the weak heart.

"I'm here to recuperate, as if I came here to enjoy some resort." He chuckles to himself before growing solemn again, "that sounds a bit pretentious, doesn't it?"

Gideon goes silent, remaining that way as he loses himself to his thoughts.

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The eyes of a predator, not prey, the small tightening of the jaw when a predator smelled its prey before the prey is seen, the tightening of sinew and tendon at the moment before the predator attacks, and the soft whistle of the blade as it sinks halfway through the flesh and brute strength cleaves the rest of the way, one was made two in a mere half a second. The curve of the lip when the sport was finished. Eyes swiveled from side to side in a 270 degree view of his surroundings. Eyes narrowed to the point of becoming similar to a snake's this irises, ready for the next game to begin.

Gideon was in utter calm, despite his new surroundings, he was taking part in what he lived for, the underbrush gave away movement in the slightest shake and the scents, stimulated by the moist medium, were sharp upon his nose. Gideon's wounds hardly even smarted anymore and all but his arm had stopped bleeding entirely, becoming of no circumstance to Gideon as he walked and hunted beside Beliya.

"Why did you come to this school, Beliya? Seems everybody has a story they are often eager to tell." Gideon asks after minutes of silence, his gaze falling upon her head, though she'd have to look up to make eye contact.

A normal highschool with a twist. (RP and OOC)

Eh? Oh, did we not formally announce I was Co-GM with Paige and she just lost interest in it. So I guess; no, I'm not OP though I was supposedly assigned the spot of Co-GM. But if you guys don't really want that, go ahead and assign a new GM, I was only sticking around out of obligation anyway.
Yeah I was kinda hoping this would die out before I took my leave but it seems I have been stripped of my command so I think that means I can just leave, Jah?
If it's okay then, I'll be taking my leave.

A normal highschool with a twist. (RP and OOC)

OldManWong said
Wong needs to remember to sign out of his RPG account. Kek.

You even added a gloriously fucked up signature.
I'll flay you like a pig tomorrow

A normal highschool with a twist. (RP and OOC)

Here, I was gonna re-describe the wall in the IC but I'll just do a Compare and Contrast here first.

Since you obviously aren't familiar with a compound pulley, I'll explain it out for you.


That is a compound pulley. The bottom half of the pulley is a spool of rope that is fed to the upper pulley, it is weighed down by an exchangeable amount of weight, and is held to the upper portion of the pulley by a static connector, likely rope or metal. Now. Assuming they are bound to some sort of wall and the pulley is deemed a static entity, it would take about half that of the counterweight to begin to slacken the rope. The ropes with harnesses attached at ground level would then be clipped to the ground or fastened to the ground in some way for the application of rock climbing. The angle at wich the two portions of the compound pulley are positioned make it so at more even angles, the difference between the force exerted from gravity on a 300 pound figure compared to a 120 pound figure is fractionally smaller. Thus if 220 Ib are put at the end of the bottom portion, It would take about 110 Ib to be able to pull the rope downwards. Now suppose there was rubber friction tubed on either side of the rope thus creating a resistance system, a 220 Ib weight would be able to slow the decent of someone around 300 Ib to a 10 mph descent, which is admittedly a little fast, but if you weight that much, I highly doubt you'll make it high enough to feel the fall.

I did fail to go into detail with the individual pulleys as I figured it was fairly understandable, but I'll be sure to change that up if this continues. I'll probably end up re-writing the structure of the rock climbing wall as well as solidify the fact that a school that has enough money for these kinds of expenditures would not maintain an obviously drug abusive PE teacher who makes openly perverted remarks, especially with a female principal.

I swear, there's quite a few rich kiddies attending the school you guys make out to be fit for the bottom-dwellers of the darkest ghetto in the most rundown city in China or some shit. Yes, because schools often feel like sending their students up fatal death traps even if their net-worth is greater than that of any normal school.

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Wong needs to remember to sign out of his RPG account. Kek. -Poog the Pig