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Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

So, in the Survival class, out of everyone, only Jangel, Lucius, MultiMedia and Lugu made it. @NarcissisticPotato, @Scarifar, @Shadowkiller912, @NarayanK Get on the ball! Find the paper and hop through the magical portal thingy!

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

Professor Pavel Vorosky - 5th Period, Survival

Pavel watched as the students began to come in, again, offering each of them a seat and some food. Most declined the food, but no matter, more for him. Once Ineko came into the room and sat down, Pavel's eyed lit up. "Ah! You remind me much of the Exoskeletons in the Zone. A shame I never got to wear one." He said, "Exoskeletons could take bullet after bullet, it was unbelievable, but radiation and anomalies..." He continued, "I once came across a mangled mess of flesh, bone and metal. Poor man must have stumbled into a Vortex. Imagine that, an entire person, and 15 kilograms of metal and machinery compressed into something the size of a small wheel." Pavel said, adding emphasis by estimating the size of the mess with his hands. Pavel quickly looked at his watch, "It's about time comrades." He pointed out a broken window, "One meter out is a teleport. We will all be jumping through that in a second." He explained, getting up and handing out large industrial metal screws to each student. "Now, do what I do, in ten second intervals. Understand? You, Exoskeleton boy, wait ten seconds after I jump through, then jump. The person after, wait ten seconds, then go. Yes?" He explained, rather quickly, getting in position. He fitted a gas mask onto his face, picked up one of the old assault rifles laying around, and strapped a tactical vest onto himself. "If anyone does not want to do this, quit this school now. If you cannot jump into the unknown, you are better off making bread for those who can." He said before sprinting towards the window, halfway there, throwing the metal screw through it. One meter away from the window, something flashed brightly, everyone hearing a strange wub sound, the screw was gone. A second later, Professor Vorosky leapt up, and through the window. A flash, a wub and he was gone. In an instant, he landed on grass. He rolled out of the way for the next person. He stood up afterwords, patting himself down and looked around. It was a familiar place, a large river in the middle of a forested area, where he was, a clearing. In the clearing, there were painted rocks lying around, several green painted rocks laid out in a line. Logs were strewn about the clearing, offering seats. Campfire linings were also around, with charred wood in them. He stretched, waiting for his students. Back in the classroom, a piece of paper detailing the instructions on how to get to where the rest of the class had gone lay on the ground in plain sight. Students not perceptive enough to find the classroom, or the paper, were out of luck, and would miss the first day of this class.

Ineko Irandi - 5th Period, Survival

Professor Vorosky's story was a little strange, some terms went over his head, but he understood the moral of the story, Ineko thought at least. There were some threats out there that armor could not protect against. Then the professor looked at his watch, and handed him a large metal screw. He gave instructions, then leapt out the window, and then disappeared in a flash of light. Ineko's jaw dropped. What? He paused for a second, then remembered his instructions. Ten seconds. Two seconds had already passed, and Ineko scrambled up from his seat and got in the same position the Professor did. He did exactly as he did, running, tossing the screw, then out the window. Ineko closed his eyes as he leapt through. He felt an impact, then opened his eyes. Dirt? Grass? He heard running water. Ineko looked around and saw essentially what was a campsite. He then understood what the ten seconds were for, and got out of the way of the landing zone. Ineko was speechless. How did we get here?

Astoria Chronicles - Artorias

After standing in the crowd for a few moments, the Archbishop finally stepped out of the church to address them. He said two sentences, "The Dragons are returning. He is awakening." Iza looked to his left, then to his right, the people surrounding him full of dread. Iza, however, doubted the existence of Dragons. They were mere fairy tale, bedtime stories meant to scare children, surely. The crowd around him began to shuffle, then run in a panic, Iza stood his ground however, sometimes having to push back against the crowd. The Archbishop had more to say, if these mythical creatures did exist, there would be a plan. Iza saw armored paladins rushing to positions, soldiers running to man the distant walls, even a few of the Royal Guard. Iza almost scoffed, this seemed a bit much, right? Suddenly, a large shadow passed over him, Iza looked up with an eyebrow raised, and saw the silhouette of the massive flying beast. He stood there."Yeah that doesn't look like a bed time story. Or a giant bird." He determined. "Oh shit." Right after, the Archbishop came out again, this time accompanied by the Council, "Priestess Elizabeth of the Haythem family. You have been chosen by The Mother. Come to me and accept her blessing." He pointed towards a young woman. Iza searched his memory... Something about a person, singing to a something, to make the dragons go to sleep? Right? He couldn't quite remember, but from what he could remember, the entire plan sounded a little crazy.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

I'll get a post up for Survival in a couple of hours, 6-8. I think all of us are in there. Get ready for campfires and fishing. I also have to go and get reacquainted with my team, since we have a new member, and work on implementing that in our GDoc. ;_;7 RIP Kafka

Astoria Chronicles - Artorias

I'll be able to post in a couple of hours, by couple I mean something around 6-8. ADDITION: 9 Hours actually. I got on Saints Row 3 and forgot to check the time.

Sci-fi mercs in a fantasy world

I think I'm going to drop out, I like the premise of the RP, but if all we're going to do is shoot each other and argue, I'm not interested. I wanted us to see castles in the distance, I wanted Knights to be flabbergasted at our gear, and I wanted us to fight legions of undead or something. Four pages in and all we have is friendly fire, the result being wounds we could have avoided, and needless bickering, leaving the more sensible of us pick up the pieces. Good luck and see you guys around. Maybe I'll make my own in Casual.

Astoria Chronicles - Artorias

I'm uh... Kind of busy, until after Thursday. Has Tyrant posted? If not, I'll wait for him.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

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

Sci-fi mercs in a fantasy world

EDIT: I'm gonna be busy for a couple of days.

Sci-fi mercs in a fantasy world

Khopesh woke up, groggily, to all the commotion. The first thing he noticed that he was on straw, then he noticed the rather rustic interior design. Then the old man sitting. He sat himself up and patted himself down, his exos was still there, belt, but he was missing his rifle and his pistol holster was empty. This was no time to be humorous, but he didn't detect any threat either. He scanned the room, finding several of his fellow mercenaries, his eyes stopped at one of the more recent recruits. Khopesh couldn't remember her name, he thought for a second, then decided to just leave it. "You there, rookie, could you get me my rifle and pistol?" He asked, his faceplate shifted from the blue skull and then displayed silhouettes of his weapons.