[center][h1]Middle of the Ocean -> Training Islands[/h1][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/eca1272d-3896-454d-955b-a9aa913cc396.jpg[/img][h3]Tuesday Night, July 19th, 2500

Round 1 of Training... Over.[/h3][/center]
The last person washed ashore minutes after Jack. The man was a heavy set and in his mid-thirties. He laughed as he rose to his feet. [b]"Oh man! That was fun!"[/b] He had done the backstroke the entire way. Occasionally stopping to let the waves pull him along. [b]"Where's the chow? There has to be food here after such a long trip!"[/b]

Only nine people made it to the island, including Lazuli, who was clearly there as a trainer, not a someone in training. This meant only eight people had actually passed the first test. 

[b]"Very good!"[/b] Krillin said, emerging from the shadows of one of the lanterns. [b]"Follow me, everyone! There is a buffet waiting for you!"[/b] After five minutes of relative silence, with the fighters struggling to make their legs work, they all arrived at a well lit hut. [b]"This will be your new home. There are ten rooms inside. Since only eight of you made it through the first challenge, everyone should be able to find a room. Also, you will find the kitchen fully stocked with everything you could possibly desire."[/b] 

Krillin then let out a yawn. [b]"Well! I don't know about you all, but I'm getting tired."[/b] He then turned to Lazuli. [b]"Good job little one. Let's go back to the island now."[/b] 

Nodding in agreement, Lazuli took a few steps toward her great-grandfather. Then, they both bent at the knees, as if they were about to jump. Jump, they did. They jumped high into the sky and flew away.