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Tfw you wear a short skirt and sit down on a cold chair with nothing to protect your butt and you wana die
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Do no harm, but take no shit.
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Ugh I just wana write x.x
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Speaking of Naruto, I really wana do an RP like that again. But do I wana start one? Mehhh.
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Writing: That weird place between torture and fun.
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Did anyone get the Death Note reference in my CS?

So, what now? I assume I need to wait for the initiation.


Initiation has just started. Look back a page in the rp and you'll see a post I directed to the 1st years.

edit: didn't know your question was already answered ^^;
moved
@Crimson Raven woah, nice weapon idea. He's accepted :) Go on and move him to the characters tab, but be sure to remove the hider.
Yo! Working on my character now :)
@OneWayOut Can I assume that there are in fact five pairs of crystals, and that, in story at least, teams are decided according to who has matching crystals?


Something like that :)
@OneWayOut Do you mind if I use your CS format? The smogon university gifs look really cool.


Not problem. Go ahead :)
Does anyone else notice the easter eggs I put in my posts?

Anyone?

Cause I'm not gonna stop.
Alright, broke my own rule and posted twice in a row. 1st years and 2nd years have different post to read. Enjoy~
@All Second Year Students
General James Ironwood - The Island of Patch - Tuesday Morning


As the giant ship neared the shore of the small island, James Ironwood strode from his place on the deck into the navigation area. He greeted the captain and his few crew members as they worked to bring the massive ship towards the single dock on the island. Moving to the PS system, Ironwood picked up a small microphone what he would use to broadcast a message to everyone on board.

"Good morning everyone. I hope you all have found the journey aboard my ship to be a pleasant one. As we are approaching the Island now, I would like everyone to prepare their gear and be ready to exit the ship in five minutes. That is all."

The man lowered the microphone and flipped the switch off before turning to the captain. "Under no circumstances is this ship to leave port without my order to do so, am I clear on that?"

"Yes sir." the young man said, sounding a bit nervous as he hesitated.

"Good. If anything should happen while I'm gone, contact me via scroll any time. Have the rest of your crew prepare the extra sleeping quarters." he would say before going to gather what few things he needed.




Ironwood would be the first to exit the ship, followed by his group of men who were dressed in uniform. There were less than fifty of them, but they were arguably his best men. Ones who had survived their share of battles. The General divided his men into four groups of ten and had them stand at attention while they waited for the two student teams to join them at the Island's port. As he saw the familiar face of Fern and Paris, he nodded to them, hoping the two had taken his words and got a bit of sleep the night before. As leaders, they were going to need to be able to direct their teams as efficiently as possible.

As he waited while the rest of the students came off the ship, Ironwood pulled out his scroll, pressing a few buttons on it and pulling up a map of the island on his screen. His scroll detected those belonging to the students and he sent them all a message with the attached map. The message was simple: Use this to help find your way around. along with the image of the island map below it.

When that was done, he put his scroll away and stood straighter, calling everyone to attention but directing his words at the students.

"Alright everyone, pay attention. I will only be saying this once. From this moment until this assignment is complete, you are to act as though you are my men. You will follow my orders exactly and any failure to do so will result in... dire consequences." Ironwood paused, making sure he had full attention of everyone before continuing.

"I will now tell you why you're here. This is going to be a... discreet operation. About as discreet as I can allow it at least. We're here today because we have information about a possible attack from a terrorist organization. The majority of this Island, as you can see, is covered in forested areas that are home to nearly every Grimm we know of. This island, despite the dangers, has been a home for some small villages, along with the Academy of Signal, who have survived by barricading themselves in walls to keep the Grimm out. If those walls were to be breached, which we believe is the intent of the terrorists, it would mean the end of hundreds of lives. So, we are here to keep that from happening."

He gestured to his scroll. "Those of you who have one, please take a look at the map I have sent you. As you can see, there are three villages and the Academy as the locations highlighted. That is where we will be going. You eight will separate into pairs and each pair will go along with 10 of my men to those villages. Four points, four teams. One pair will stay here and assist in the evacuation of Signal, while the... most reliable pair will make their way to the farthest village, Sutton, and guide the people back here so they may board the ship and take shelter back in Vale."

Putting his scroll away, he crossed his arms behind his back. "To avoid panic I agreed with your Headmaster, in exchange for the best teams he can offer, I would not bring my army with us. With only ten of my men, it is up to each pair to protect the people from the Grimm as they travel through the forest. Each village has an estimated thirty individuals, while Signal have many more... but they are not my concern. The regular people are my concern. Protect them... with your lives."

He turned and nodded to his men who went to stand with the eight students. "Right. Now let's not waste any time. Seperate yourselves into pairs and decide who will be going where. I'll be waiting for the two who will accompany me to Signal. You have five minutes.

With that, Ironwood left them, pulling out his scroll and pressing some buttons before raising the device to his ear. He spoke into it, too soft for any of the students to hear... though, it's not like they needed to.
@All First Year Students!

Headmaster Ozpin and Glynda Goodwitch - Beacon Academy - Tuesday Morning


"Would all first year students please report to Beacon Cliff for Initiation. Again, all first year students report to Beacon Cliff immediately."

Ozpin rose from his seat, carrying his usual cane and cup of coffee in his hands as he slowly strode towards the door. Having heard Glynda announce over the PA system that the first year students were to assemble at Bracon Cliff, he figured now would be the time to shuffle out of the office where he spent most of his time. The sound of turning wheels overshadowed that of the elevator, and since he was hardly paying attention, he didn't notice that Glynda had appeared until she spoke to him.

"There you are. I was just coming to get you. Are you ready?"

Ozpin looked at her, the look in his eyes made the blonde woman's expression turn into one of worry.

"Are you... alright, Professor Ozpin?" she asked, stepping out of the elevator and placing a hand on his shoulder.

The old man sighed and his shoulders sagged a bit as he did so. For once, the look on Ozpin's face was... sad. He stayed silent a moment before looking at his friend.

"You need not worry yourself over me. For now, let us focus on the students. Afterwards... I promise, I will tell you all that's on my mind." he said, straightening and using his cane for support. "Come. Let us make our way to the cliff." he said, pressing the button for the elevator again and stepping inside. Glynda nodded and followed him, thinking that he probably wasn't going to keep that promise.




As Ozpin stared out over the expanse that was the Emerald forest, Glynda was getting in touch with some other instructors to make sure everything was set up for the initiation process. Ozpin leaned heavily on his cane as he took a drink from his mug, noticing after a few moments that Glynda had come to stand next to him.

"All the preparations are complete." she said, her green eyes flickering between her friend and the lush scenery below them. "The other instructors are in their places. The initiation should run smoothly."

"Good. Now all we need are our students." he said, looking over to his friend. As he did, his copper colored eyes noticed the group of first year students approaching them as he said it. Wondering what he was looking at, Glynda turned and noticed them as well. "We have quite a fe this year, don't we?"

Ozpin stepped away from her as she focused on the students. He went to stand in front of the launch pads that were situated a few feet from the edge of the cliff, and he stood with the forest behind him. "Hmm..."

As Glynda directed the students towards the launch pads, Ozpin looked them over. He could sense their excitement, determination, and nervous energy as they approached, some giving him odd looks as if they'd never seen an old man with a cane before.

He took a sip from his mug to hide a small smile.

"Alright everyone, single file. Choose a platform to stand on so we may begin." Glynda ordered in her usual demanding tone. She waited until they were all in position before stepping over to stand next to Ozpin, tapping on her tablet-like scroll while waiting for him to speak. The headmaster cleared his throat before he began speaking.

"Despite popular belief, the job of a Huntsman is not one for everyone. It takes certain skills for someone to be capable of carrying a title associated with the defenders of the world. The idea of being a hero can be quite the temptation, but it is important to remember that being a Huntsman is no easy task. One must have an insatiable hunger for knowledge... one must have compassion, dedication, and possess a certain amount of... skill." he paused as he looked over at Glynda for a brief moment.

"For years you have trained to become warriors, and today your skills will be evaluated in the Emerald Forest. At this Academy, we do not accept dreamers... those of you who may think you have what it takes, but lack the capabilities to be considered a true Huntsman. Should you not pass this final test... we will not allow you entrance into the Academy."

He took a long drink from his mug and Glynda spoke up then.

"It is well known that a Huntsman can only do so much on his own, and so during their time in one of the four Academies, they are assigned to teams. I'm sure you may have heard rumors about the assignment of teams... Well, let us put an end to the confusion." she said, closing her scroll.

"Each of you will be given teammates... today."

"These teammates will be with you for the remainder of your time at this Academy. I would say it is important to be paired with someone whom you can work well. However... that being said, the first person you make eye contact with upon landing shall be your partner for the next four years."

"Now, please pay attention while we inform you of what exactly you will be doing."

"After you have gotten a partner, make your way to the northern end of the forest. Hidden along the way are ten shards of dust. Each pair will locate a single crystal and make their way towards the northern end of the forest where you will find an abandoned temple. There, you will see a tablet, holding a spot for each shard of dust. Once all ten dust shards are placed within the tablet, you may proceed with the next phase."

"The tablet will activate and omit a sound once all the dust crystals come together, drawing the Grimm towards your location. The sound will carry on for some time, and it is your duty to fight your way through the hoard of Grimm that conviene to your location and make it back to the cliff."

"This is different from any other initiation we've ever given. I advise you work together to ensure your survival through it. If there are no questions... take your positions."

One by one, the students would be launched into the Forest to begin their initiation. As he took one final drink from his mug, finishing the liquid within, he hoped the students would not disappoint them.
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