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How's them water rations?
Kuhaku Shiro - Dormitory -> Armory -> Beacon Airship Docks
Shiro was a mess. Figuratively, literally, and in all senses of the idea. After his mad dash out of the Assembly Hall, he ripped, tore, and clawed his path back to his team's dorm. Along his war path, he had accidentally run into more than his fair share of students and faculty alike. Yelling back after them with a quick sincere apology without stopping in his tracks. Exploding into his dorm room, he made quick work of his assigned areas. Jerking open anything that was designated to be his to quickly rife through it. In a flurry of extra clothing, he stopped.
Standing in the center of the room, he blinked and thought aloud. Talking to himself.
"Wait. What am I doing here?"
He briefly forgot what he was looking for.
Straightening up, he scratched at his head and ears, a confused look on his face.
"I didn't leave anything here, did I?
Ears and tail sticking straight up, he remembered what he came to retrieve.
"Oh, wait! That's right!"
Blasting through his things, he grabbed his shot shell belts and quickly secured them around his hips. Snatching up his pack and tossing in his entire current stock of ammunition, he spun around in the room. Quickly checking off everything he owned that he practically destroyed in his vociferous search, he was certain he grabbed everything he thought important. Nodding once with smile, he spun and blasted back out of the room. The dorm room door slamming shut and locking behind him. Somehow, even in his chaotic quest to quickly gather his equipment, only his portion of the room was left a terrible mess. In his craze, he managed to leave Abel's, Gren's, and Sapphire's things just as they were. Untouched.
With another mad dash in his quadrupedal running form toward the Armory, the Armory custodian didn't know what hit 'em. Just as quickly as he had entered, he knocked down the poor desk clerk, located his gear, grabbed it, and left the dazed clerk in a hurricane of flying paperwork and forms. With belts, Kladenets & Perun, and a pack filled with practically anything that crossed Shiro's mind, he swiftly returned to the Airship Docks where the other three of his team were waiting. Panting, tongue lolling happily, the joyous sight was too much for him and he did the unthinkable. Lunging, he practically spear-tackled Sapphire into the bay of the airship where the two of them tumbled and rolled around for a psychotic few seconds. Peeling himself away from Sapphire after giving her the flying glomp-hug-tackle of her life, he wedged himself in the small entrance to the airship's cockpit and began to harass the two pilots. Shortly thereafter, the airship started to spin up. Humming with life and power, the airship's engines warmed as they prepared to take off short two other Beacon Students. Namely, Abel and Gren.
After wrestling with the uncontrollable Tiger Faunus, the pilots were able to remove Shiro from the cockpit and toss him back. Landing flat on his back, Shiro seemed to not even care that his skull practically bounced off of the hard metal surface and proceeded to roll around, giggling furiously. Where his boundless energy came from was as good as anyone's guess. Perhaps someone spiked his drink or fed him something. Whatever it was, one of his teammates would have to get a straitjacket lest they wish to peel him off the walls later. That is, if Sapphire didn't murder him first.
Shiro was a mess. Figuratively, literally, and in all senses of the idea. After his mad dash out of the Assembly Hall, he ripped, tore, and clawed his path back to his team's dorm. Along his war path, he had accidentally run into more than his fair share of students and faculty alike. Yelling back after them with a quick sincere apology without stopping in his tracks. Exploding into his dorm room, he made quick work of his assigned areas. Jerking open anything that was designated to be his to quickly rife through it. In a flurry of extra clothing, he stopped.
Standing in the center of the room, he blinked and thought aloud. Talking to himself.
"Wait. What am I doing here?"
He briefly forgot what he was looking for.
Straightening up, he scratched at his head and ears, a confused look on his face.
"I didn't leave anything here, did I?
Ears and tail sticking straight up, he remembered what he came to retrieve.
"Oh, wait! That's right!"
Blasting through his things, he grabbed his shot shell belts and quickly secured them around his hips. Snatching up his pack and tossing in his entire current stock of ammunition, he spun around in the room. Quickly checking off everything he owned that he practically destroyed in his vociferous search, he was certain he grabbed everything he thought important. Nodding once with smile, he spun and blasted back out of the room. The dorm room door slamming shut and locking behind him. Somehow, even in his chaotic quest to quickly gather his equipment, only his portion of the room was left a terrible mess. In his craze, he managed to leave Abel's, Gren's, and Sapphire's things just as they were. Untouched.
With another mad dash in his quadrupedal running form toward the Armory, the Armory custodian didn't know what hit 'em. Just as quickly as he had entered, he knocked down the poor desk clerk, located his gear, grabbed it, and left the dazed clerk in a hurricane of flying paperwork and forms. With belts, Kladenets & Perun, and a pack filled with practically anything that crossed Shiro's mind, he swiftly returned to the Airship Docks where the other three of his team were waiting. Panting, tongue lolling happily, the joyous sight was too much for him and he did the unthinkable. Lunging, he practically spear-tackled Sapphire into the bay of the airship where the two of them tumbled and rolled around for a psychotic few seconds. Peeling himself away from Sapphire after giving her the flying glomp-hug-tackle of her life, he wedged himself in the small entrance to the airship's cockpit and began to harass the two pilots. Shortly thereafter, the airship started to spin up. Humming with life and power, the airship's engines warmed as they prepared to take off short two other Beacon Students. Namely, Abel and Gren.
After wrestling with the uncontrollable Tiger Faunus, the pilots were able to remove Shiro from the cockpit and toss him back. Landing flat on his back, Shiro seemed to not even care that his skull practically bounced off of the hard metal surface and proceeded to roll around, giggling furiously. Where his boundless energy came from was as good as anyone's guess. Perhaps someone spiked his drink or fed him something. Whatever it was, one of his teammates would have to get a straitjacket lest they wish to peel him off the walls later. That is, if Sapphire didn't murder him first.
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It's not too hard to work with. Just look at the 1920s on wikipedia. Television became a thing in that decade. Movies started to to be produced with sound. Automobiles are really replacing the horse. People are flying now. Technology is everywhere and people want more of it for status and convenience. The world urban world started to look a lot more like today instead of Victorian or earlier.
Right, I completely forgot the wealth of knowledge that is wikipedia. Still stickin' with what I have though. Thinkin' more steampunk lines.
I miss fighting the Golem and hoping Tarkus-senpai would notice me today
Also yo what's the hippenin' and the happenin' on my boy Luke
Ugh, that freakin' Iron Golem. On one of my playthroughs, he did his grab attack and chucked me off the side of the arena. Had a butt load of Souls and Humanity on my blood stain. After I promptly trounced him, had to use a glitch/exploit to safely get it all back. Talk about rage inducing..
PERFECT TIMING.
It seems you too, are grossly incandescent Guess.
Praise be for I have posted.
Praise the Sun.
Man, it's sometimes hard to remember that the setting's supposed to be somewhat 1920's.
That's why I just stick to what little I know of old English, Victorian, medieval times. Even though none of those time periods are anywhere near the 1920s.
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He's good!
Sweet.
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