Guess Who

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Ehh?

@KabenSaal

You've just been quite for a while. Lugu wanted to make sure you were still here.

Starfire

John gave a shrug as Yoko corrected him on his real race. "Sorry, never heard of them," he said as he supported Jaydaar off the col, hard floor. Suddenly Alina burst around the corner, rifle raised and ready to fire. John ducked slightly at the sight of a gun now being pointed in his general direction, especially as she had her finger resting on the trigger. He had to fight every instinct he had to not punch the woman in the face. Once Jaydaar was able to walk on his own, John quickly made his way to Alina, grabbed the barrel of her gun, and almost yanked it out of her hands with how quickly he pushed it away. "I thought you were in the military. Didn't anyone teach you the basic rules of firearms!? Number one, always treat a gun as if it's loaded. Number two, be aware of what's behind your target. Number three, always keep your firearm unloaded until ready for use. Number four, always keep your firearm pointed in a safe direction. You broke rule number five though, always keep your finger off the trigger until you're ready to fire!"

John's rage was practically boiling now and he realized it, so he left before he did anything he would regret. If Yoko still wanted to talk to him in private as well as get that tour of the Alamo, he would find John waiting at the edge of the platform like he did when they first met.

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Robert Fallson - Grimm Studies

After getting what little pride he had utterly destroyed by the shark-like Grimm, Robert struggled to get himself standing on the pad once again. Try as he might though, it seemed physics wouldn't be having any of that today. Every time the teen struggled to raise himself up, the unevenly distributed weight would cause the pad to flip over and send him back into the water. Robert tried, and tried, and tried, and tried, and tried but he only kept getting the same result. It could have been because he kept doing the same thing over and over again, expecting a different result like an insane person, but that never really occurred to him.

It was a sudden pain his arm that finally put an end to all of the splashing and thrashing coming from Robert's side of the pool. He turned to look at his now bleeding arm and realized that at some point, while trying to get on the pad, he must have have accidentally cut himself with the blades of his bracers which he had not yet retracted. "Wait. Blood? Sharks? That's not a good combination," he said as he scanned the water for movement. And, sure enough, he saw it. A great big silhouette under the water and moving his way. Robert quickly scrambled toward the edge of the pool. If he could make it out of the pool in time, he could avoid finding out just how much Port dulled this thing's teeth. Too bad for him the Megaladeus was a lot faster swimmer. It really wasn't even a contest.

Robert felt the pad Jack had put in the shark-like Grimm's mouth make impact with his back before being suddenly accelerated around the pool. He looked back, surprised that he wasn't finding out first hand what it would be like to be Quint from that one Spielberg film. Then he realized that really didn't matter if he ended up drowning instead. His movements were extremely restricted thanks to how fast he was being pushed but he was, miraculously, able to get his head above the water. "I got him you guys! I got h-" Robert was suddenly pushed back under the water. Once he was above the water again he shouted, "Don't worry! I won't let go! I'm wearing him dow-" He was cut off yet again as he was dunked... yet again.

A Moonlit Hunt

Ryan had decided to stay mostly silent as Ingrid, whose name he only now just learned, and William, a very intimidating man, introduced themselves to each other. He only gave a small nod when his name was spoken. Once that was done with, he quickened his pace to his truck to make sure it hadn't been messed with. Everything seems to be here."I'm glad no one got hurt. I probably would have never been able to forgive myself." Ryan climbed into the driver's seat, stuck his left leg out the door, and began to push the truck toward a better parking spot than the middle of town.

After putting the truck in park next to one of the collapsed buildings nearby, Ryan grabbed his backpack filled with ammo and his three guns. Berettas now holstered on his belt, Remington slung over his shoulder, and backpack strapped to his back, he made his way to the porch of the building and sat down. Ryan looked over the town now that there was nothing else on his mind. This place is... a dump. I guess I shouldn't have expected anything fancy. We don't want to advertise to every monster out there that this is our HQ. Now, where can I get some food?

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Robert Fallson - Grimm Studies

After Delta and Grane agreed to Robert's magnificently simple yet effective plan, Robert took two steps toward the pool before hearing one of the other students address him. Skidding to a stop and almost falling in, Robert turned toward Sepia to temporarily welcome her to the team. "Yeah, sure. The more the merrier. Now I'd say the best place to put you is-" Before he could finish, another voice interrupted him. Robert now turned his attention toward Cobalt and Diamond. "Alright, more people. So in case you missed it, the plan is to-" Suddenly, Professor Port told the students to begin the fight and Abel began to take off around the pool. To add more to the confusion, Jack approached the group and began asking questions too. The number of people joining in was getting disorienting and confusing for Robert and he had very little of an idea of what everyone's strengths and weaknesses were. "Um, uh... Screw it. If getting wet doesn't sound appealing to you stay at the edges of the pool with Delta and use ranged attacks. Your main target should be its gills. If you want to get more up close and personal, go with Grane and aim for its fins. Finally, if you've got some kind of death wish, you can join me in trying to distract it and keep it away from everyone else. Ready? Break!"

Without any other kind of warning, Robert dashed toward the pool, trying to land on one of the nearby platforms. While still in the air, he shouted back to everyone, "Fifty lien says that, at some point, I'm going to end up in this thing's mouth. Any takers?" Robert knew how bad his luck was, so he came up with the perfect way to beat Lady Luck. There was no way he wanted to get turned into a Megaladeus' toothpick. By betting such a large sum of his money he hoped he'd finally outsmarted his "curse". And hey, if he did get eaten he'd have a whole bunch of money from anyone who bet against him, so it was a win-win... if he survived that is. What was he doing again? Oh yeah, not trying to fall into the water. Robert landed on one of the floating pads. It wobbled for a few moments, but he soon regained his balance. "Hehe, I didn't fall in. Already off to a good star-" Before he could finish stating his overconfidence, a large shark tail suddenly rose from the water and bitch-slapped the poor teen, knocking him straight into the drink. Robert pulled himself back onto the platform, now soaking wet. "The feelings mutual, buddy!" he called out to the Grimm. "Let's turn this thing into sushi!"

@floodtalon@SevenStormStyle@Forsythe@Nytem4re@Jedly@Sho Minazuki@Lugubrious

A Moonlit Hunt

Ryan stopped in his tracks as he heard a feminine voice moving toward him. Next him now stood a pale, redheaded girl pointing down the road to where his truck had disappeared to. He responded by nodding to her question. "Sure is, er, was now. Hopefully it doesn't crash into anything or, even worse, cause any injuries," he continued. "I also hope that no one takes any of my stuff. All that's really of any value is my guns and ammo, but what's a hunter without his weapons?" He gave a light chuckle at this statement before making a loud sigh.

It was then that he remembered this person was a complete stranger and he hadn't really introduced himself. "Name's Ryan by the way. Friends call me, well, Ryan. Pretty hard to come up with a nickname for a name so short. So, you here for the big gathering of hunters, too?" he said. Ryan purposefully kept out the part about what they were hunting in case his assumption was wrong, though considering where they were he couldn't think of anything else this woman could be here for. He had learned from past experience that telling a random stranger you are a werewolf hunter usually ends with pepper spray to the eyes and being battered by old ladies' purses. Oh man was that a fun day. Seriously, even if I was crazy and werewolves didn't exist, those women totally overreacted.

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For the past few days, Ryan had been traveling across the United States in search of werewolves. Starting in California, he had gone through Nevada, Utah, Colorado, Kansas, Missouri, Illinois, Indiana, Ohio, Pennsylvania, New York, Massachusetts, New Hampshire, and was now currently on the coast of Maine. It had cost a fortune in gas and yet he still hadn't found a single one. Low on money, food, and gas, Ryan was at the brink of calling home and asking his dad to forgive him and let him return home before he starved out in the middle of nowhere. That is, until he saw a strange rumor on the forums of a website he used to try and gain information on his prey. It claimed that, only a few miles away from where he currently was, there was an abandoned fishing village where hunters would be meeting up. That's it! I haven't found any werewolves because I don't know how to find them. I've just been using Yahoo Answers and Wikipedia so far, but if I can get help from other people who do it professionally than I'm sure to rack up some kills. What his source of information failed to mention, was the fact that not all of the hunters gathering would be completely human. It wouldn't matter that much though, as he couldn't tell the difference between a human and werewolf's human form if he tried, let alone a human and a vampire.

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One hour later and Ryan's red pick-up finally couldn't go another inch. After parking it on the side of the road, he got out and kicked the tire in frustration. "Not now! I'm so close!" he shouted. Checking his phone, he looked at the GPS to see how much farther it would be to walk. The battery on the small device soon ran dry, but not before he saw the words "15 minutes" in small white font. "Dang it! Well, no going back now. Fifteen minutes isn't too bad. I could probably push this thing the rest of the way." It'd be much better than just leaving a $10,000 car on the side of the road. Even if it's so old and beat up that it belongs in a junk yard instead of on the road.

And so he got behind the tailgate and began to push, and push, and push. No matter how much strength he put in it though, it wouldn't budge. "What gives?" he asked himself. Only after another five minutes wasted on pushing the immovable object did he realize the problem. "Probably should put it in neutral if I want push it, huh?" So Ryan moved toward the car door, shifted the gear into neutral, got behind the truck again, and gave it a good shove. That's when he realized his second mistake, not staying in the driver's seat to have access to the steering wheel and brakes. As the empty car rolled down the road and out of sight, Ryan just watched in silent awe at his screw up. "Well, I don't have to push it now. Hopefully no one takes my guns or anything. I don't think I left anything else of value inside." The red-haired teen then began his smell trek toward the rendezvous of hunters on foot, with his solid red hoodie making him stand out in his mostly gray surroundings. His hands stuffed in his pockets, he passed the time by trying to remember the words to Bad Moon Rising by Creedence Clearwater Revival.

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@Guess Who

You have my permission to. Sorry about that, college is busy af right now.

@Nytem4re

I understand. I'm sure if it wasn't for the fact that most of my classes are all lectures and little homework I'd be up to my neck in work as well. So far, college seems way better than high school.

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Light a fire... within!

@Prince of Seraphs

Once you find your center,

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And since this argument seems to show no sign of stopping, I feel like throwing in my own two cents. Personally, I try my best to read just about everyone's post in the IC (OOC as well but that's not the what the topic is about). They're usually very interesting, provide more knowledge to the ever-expanding world around us, and sometimes give me ideas for possible future posts. It's also really one of the most fun things about RPing with other people instead of just writing my own stories by myself, if not the whole point of RPing. It's because of this that I know for a fact that most people actually do a very decent job at describing where they're at. If you're not just skimming the post that is. Checking the Character Tab or the Google Doc to see people's sheets and other info is not something I usually have to do.

Back when @Sho Minazuki first asked for people to start labeling their locations, I began to do it because I knew that not everyone has enough time in the day to do what I do (heck, oftentimes I don't have enough time but I still do it). I can see why some people do not want to do it though. What you've done is become frustrated about the lack of attention a topic that you feel is important is receiving so instead of trying to go to someone who might be able to do something about it, like the GM, you decide to make as much racket as possible to something that is quite frankly not as important as you try to make it. You're demanding people do what you say, and while you might have legitimate evidence, you do not have the power to make them do it. To top it off, anyone that tries to argue why they don't want to do what you say, you dismiss as being nothing more than lazy, something that you had to have realized was going to taken as an offense and not want them to do what you say. Unless Lugu officially makes this a rule for every post, it should be completely optional and up to the players' choice.

Now, like I said earlier, I don't see this thing stopping anytime soon, but if it does I would be extremely happy to see myself proven wrong. This argument is a fire that's out of control and shouldn't have been lit in the first place as it adds nothing constructive to the RP at all. Is it really so hard to just let this topic go?

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@Jedly and @Nytem4re, do you guys plan on posting soon? My last post had Robert addressing both of your characters and since then almost everyone in the class has now approached Robert and addressed him, also Lugu seems to have gone in and kickstarted the fight as well. I can't help but feel that I'm holding everything up in class so I was wondering if I have your permission to just say both your characters agreed to the plan.