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Academy Of The Arcane Artes

Yeah, just keep going to the enter room, and try to connect from there. Servers must be having some issues. Timeskip will be up later today, we'll most likely go to day 3 or a couple of days later in the week. I'll find a way to weave all of the classes together, and mix up the teams.

Academy Of The Arcane Artes

Precision and Accuracy:

Once the last melee fighter finished with their exhibition, the teacher applauded, grinning while congratulating his pupils. "Good job you three. Well, if you truly want some Ayaka, I guess I would advise not letting your mind wander whilst in combat. And Ralth, very good trapping skills. Beautiful weapon play. But... don't rely on chants too much. They drain a tad too much energy. Ier. Keep up the good work." Ushering the student back into their seats, he spun around and faced both Varren and Jeremiah, "Looks like you are up next, boys. Any battle requirements needed?" Varren shook his head, though he was about to go into depth concerning the dummies' prerequisites, a fellow classmate spoke to him.

"Maybe today's fighting will aid you against that automatic door tomorrow." The boy rubbed a hand behind his neck, putting on an embarrassed white grin, "That door is a whole other ballpark. It fights on different terms than the monsters we'll be fighting." He glanced over to Jeremiah, wondering if the boy had any special needs of his own.

"Nope I don't need anything special" Jeremiah said smiling to the teacher. "I am ready to start whenever Varren is." He looked over at the man he would be fighting with.

With a quick nod, Varren took the lead and paced onto the stage first, slipping on his glasses as he held the K30 close to his chest. The three groupings of dummies diminished into two, with the middle pack collapsing into opened slots. After the figurines were completely absorbed into the stage, the flooring closed, leaving two circles of training dummies. He glanced back at the trio he befriended yesterday and gave a thumbs up with his free hand. "Wish me luck~!" He chirped to his friends before returning his attention to the adversaries before him. The boy cocked his rifle, he shoved the magazine into the loading port then pulled back on the charging bolt, chambering the gun. He peered down at the sidearm resting in his pocket, double checking if it was loaded. Yinyues made a gesture of confirmation, though his eyes were slowly drawn to the rows of seats, he realized they had a few attendees watching them. One called out to Jeremiah, waving her hand accompanied by a greeting smile, stretched ear to ear.

"Guess you have some people to cheer you on, Jeremiah? Nice~ Well, good lu-"

The boy was cut off mid-sentence, abruptly broadsided by an unhesitating dummy. The boy was folded over its waist, as it dragged his limp body. Varren appeared surprised, to say the least.

Jeremiah smiled up to the stands it took him a moment to realize the training match had begun. He saw as Varren was attacked by one of the dummies, before he could rush to help another one came for him. "Guess they got tired of waiting, huh? Kasha said from her perch on his shoulder. Jeremiah simply nodded feeling the magic take shape in his gun he fired into the dummy.

After lugging the student as heavy as paper, the dummy came to a sudden halt. Even though it only stood on one peg, it still had uncomprehendable footing. Varren still carried momentum and flew a few feet before sliding onto the ground. He groaned out of pain, propping himself with his gun as he tried to focus his now blurred vision. Mr. Fenris was chuckling maliciously, but quickly realized what he was doing and turned to face the seated students. The octopod was met with awkward looks, "What? He deserves it. Why are you all looking at me like I'm the villain."

"Because you are the villain!"

He waved a tentacle, dismissing any accusations of the sort, "I'm sorry my dear pupil, but that's a plot twist for another time. Now dodge this!" Varren remembered he was in the middle of combat and reacquired his target. He wrapped his hands around the rifle as the dummy took a blatant charge. The student sidestepped the figure, raising his the silenced weapon to head level before firing a round into its head. The wooden mannequin collapsed to the floor, the boy's ebullience was quickly replaced by a stern mien. He rapidly raised the K30 and eased the firing mode into its 12 o'clock position.

Looking through his glasses with a built-in display, the computer system instantly calculated the elevation and range. He squeezed the trigger, and out flew a trio of grenades. His sights were trained on the formation roughly ten meters away. Two detonated on impact near the back of the formation, meanwhile the closest one blew up in the middle, enveloping a third of the dummies in trio of explosions. Another one attempt an assault, Varren released his primary and grabbed the White Wolf, bringing it up to the dummy's chest. He dumped the whole clip into the wooden exterior, then proceeded to eviscerate the remaining targets with volleys of bullets.

"Wow he must make you feel pathetic" Kasha laughed as she watched Varren obliterate the dummies surrounding him. "No" Jeremiah said ducking a blow and shooting repeatedly into the dummies arms "it just shows me I have to try harder".
He looked on as another dummy rushed him, he smiled as he hopped over it and fired into the top of its head. Jeremiah looked around for his next target finding it looking in Varren's direction he jumped on its back and dragged it to the ground. He shot twice into the dummy before seeing others closing in on him.

Saving Varren the hassle of dealing with the enemy before him, he diverted his attention to a duo of dummies heading straight for them, each with their own target. Jeremiah was in the middle of dealing with another one, Yinyues took the chance and dealt with both rushers. The two students finished off the last of their respective enemies, though their endurance was definitely lacking. Though Varren showed no malice to hiding it, as he collapsed onto his rear within a moment, inhaling and exhaling briskly. "I don't want to get uuuuuuuup. Uwaaaaaah." He complained as he finally got onto his own two feet, with a slumped back he proceeded off the stage. "Alright. Nice job you two. Next up are the Strike Witches. Then Mr. Huanlong, Ms. Ephyrene and Mr. Sulan. I'll edit the dummy's thought processing if need be." The boy plopped himself onto a bench, still catching his breath. The two aviators devastated the dummies in the blink of an eye. All Varren could perceive from his view point were a lot of explosions and patches of fire. Once the three magic-based students were called up, he glanced at Lilith and Fai, "Good luck, you two."

Academy Of The Arcane Artes

TENTH POST:

Repairs and Refreshments:

After jousting a finger towards Lilith, making her the object of the personal query, Varren and Alika could only sit back as the situation began to unfold. His classmate’s expression remolded itself within an instant, changing from its usual nonchalance into an expression brimming with disgust. He let out a sigh as the girl began to bare her teeth, disagreeing with Fai’s playful jeer. He chose to step in at this point, before the girl put her powers to use. With a playful poke at the lower rim of her hat, he made a kind smile, drawing her attention away from his socially blind friend. ”Sorry. He’s more innocent than me, and he isn’t as versed when it comes to our language~. Just think nothing of it, and have a cup of coffee!” The boys sheer ebullience was able to subside Lilith’s anger, quickly changing the topic to something less personal.

Varren was unable to guess how he had managed to find himself in the middle of the group of interesting people. They ended up orbiting around him, and gave life to an energetic and vibrant conversation. ”Guess I’ve found some good friends.” He thought to himself as more obscenities were thrown at Fai. The boy merely laughed along in the hostility, until a large rifle was suddenly slammed onto his desk. His eyes traced the arm and stopped at the man’s face, which was currently scrunched up into an intimidating expression. He dragged a desk out of the symmetrical formation and slid it in front of Varren’s, then slithered into his seat.

The student demanded that he clean his rifle, threatening him with a concoction which Elena could most likely chug like water. But he refrained from calling the russian, as she had already sauntered her way out of the classroom. A normal reaction would be to break into an angered state, in response to the infinite amount of curses flung at the first year. Instead, he greeted the senior with a smile and nodded in acceptance.

”Okie dokie~! Just give me a moment to get my tools prepare-” Taking in the exterior of the firearm, the boy let out a mixture of a gasp and a squeal excitement. "Woah! Where’d you get this? Is this a Rorsch X1?! They’re pretty rare, since the company which produced them went into an economic decline after the fall of America’s west coast. You must’ve lived there, hm? I’d love to find out how you acquired such a weapon! But asking a senpai gunowner his secrets is taboo!” Raising his toshinmac device over the firearm, the device scanned the railgun, then presented the group with a diagram of its disassembling procedure. While keeping his eyes glued to the hologram, he set down the wrist-device and began to pull an assortment of tools from his satchel.

Within the span of a few minutes, the conglomerate of desks had turned into a makeshift work space. The boy playfully grinned as he went to work on the armament, deconstructing it as the diagrams instructed. ”Uwaaaaaah! Look at the charging and propulsion systems! Ok. Blood. Gotta clean that out.” With determination and unfathomable finesse, the barrel and exterior of the firearm was soon spotless. Disposing of the bloodied tissues and gloves, he scratched his neck and stretched out, letting out a yawn. ”That was pretty cool. Never seen the internal working of a railgun.” As he stood near the front of the classroom, Mr. Fenris sneaked into the classroom, already regretting his decision as soon as he heard Varren’s voice. ”Varren, please. I’m tired. Even though I just had lunch. I swear, I will defenestrate you.”

Varren cocked his head, looking at him quizzically, ”What does that mean? De...fe...nes...trate?” The teacher let out a deep sigh, placing a tentacle on his forehead. ”Eh, even if I get put on leave for this. It’s worth it.” He uttered as a limb shot towards Varren, wrapping itself around his scarf. ”Wait wha-” The boy was yanked like a ragdoll, and ended up being propelled towards the window, only emitting a light yelp. ”But we’re on the fifth floor!” Fenris quickly shot a ligament past the boy at lightning speed, holding the window open, since he didn’t intend to pay collateral for shattered glass. ”Don’t let the pane hit you on the way out.” The boy waved him arms about uncontrollably as he plummeted towards the ground, a white canvas destined to be dyed with red. He closed his eyes, bracing for an impact.

But he suddenly came to a halt, suspended midair by an unseen force. His eyes darted around until he found the one responsible for intervening with his fate. The headmistress was holding the cane towards him, her stern complexion focused on him. ”Ew. It’s a fleshbag. Drop him.” The force levitating his body was ceased, making him fall face first into the snow. ”What was that, the fifth floor? I guess Mr. Fenris has been developing his throwing arm, hm? Well, let’s just leave that there. Oh, I heard that the Women’s Swimming Club has tryouts today! Let’s go check that out.” The boy was left there, still in a frightened daze. He listened to the conversation between them as they walked off, the woman spoke up in a somewhat irritated voice, ”Oh, really? Alright, we’ll be there shortly. Headmaster, it seems Ms. Ek and a few other students have gotten into a tussle. I advise we room them together.” As the faint voices dwindled in the distance, Varren opened his eyes and rose from the whitened ground. Standing in the cold terrain, he looked around as he took in the campus and what it entailed.

Requiem Pt. II:

Date - Unknown:

At a first glance, the campus would be mistaken for a military institution. Albeit the fact that the academy’s purpose was to train students to combat hordes of beasts, it had lost its studious zeal. Soldiers were patrolling the premises in squads, while students rushed between training buildings or to their next class, hoping to avoid the armed militants. ”So… I take it that the Lucisean Alliance stationed some platoons while I was taking a snooze?” Varren asked the cane as a group of soldiers jogged by, lead by a drill sergeant.

”Yeah. We didn’t have much of a say in it. They implored us, and with the aftermath of that attack a few weeks ago, we had no reason to turn them away. They’ve began training platoons with our students, since they will be fighting side by side. As for earthlings, they’re still deciding on their next action. Good thing Luciseans are not held back by legislative bindings, and actually take action.” Taking a leisurely stroll towards the portion of the campus closest to the forest, he blocked the rays of the sun with his free hand. ”Ah, here we are. Remember how many parties you nearly ended up crashing? Pretty sure Elena almost blew up a wall on one of her drunken rampages. Probably thought she was reliving a combat operation.” Coming to a brisk stop, he surveyed the terrain before him. How quickly things had changed in a couple of weeks. The fort had taken a strike which instantly demolished a good portion, it was most likely the first institution to be hit during the raid. Even though the ice had remained in its solids state, with the intervention of the Harmonious First’s chanting and spells. But the inner metallic skeleton had been exposed, left to bare through the summer's heat. Taking a few steps forward, he placed the palm of his hand against an architectural corner piece. He read the plaque which had been drilled into the metal;

IN MEMORIAM OF THE LIVES LOST IN THE DEFECTUM PACEM:

”Latin, eh? Didn’t know you Luciseans were affiliated with that corpse of a language.” He let out a sigh as he leaned forward, slowly rubbing a finger over the golden lettering. ”A teacher recommended it. We’re not gonna forge the list of the deceased until this all blows over. As for the Harmonious First’s fort…” The gemstone trailed off, Varren raised his sight to level with the shambles of a building. With the lack of a plaque listing the deceased students, Varren realized that the academy had fully acknowledged the fact that the number of dead would only increase. This was not the best thing to wake up to. Having everything changed in what seemed like a blink of the eye. He winced and took a few steps back, allowing himself a few minutes of reconciliation as he stared blankly at the ruins. ”...I’m gonna need a cup of coffee. We might as well stop by my class. I bet Mr. Fenris will be happy to see me alive and kicking!” Though he originally intended to proceed to the office, Varren built up the courage to face his classmates. ”Alright…”

Today - 8:00 PM - Day 2:

Training Building #5:

”...Let’s go!” The boy shouted as he followed behind the group of students. Trailing Mr. Fenris as his limbs flopped on the concrete floor, leading them into an open auditorium. The formation applied for every single training building, one out of thirty-six built for what they were named after. At the middle of the open air room was a circular stage, taking up half the diameter of the building. Surrounding it were rows upon rows of seats, employed during tournaments and other events held within these establishments. The students of class 1-Q lined up near the edge of the training area, and were quickly inspected by Mr. Fenris. ”Alright, packed a few magazines! Should be all set.” He thought to himself as his teacher gave a nod, concluding his analysis.

All of the students were accompanied by their respective weapons, and would submit to completing training courses, based upon their classes and armament type. ”Eh, guess we’ll get melee out of the way. Not sure if I want to include Ms. Machina in this group, as she has that ’toy’, if we can even call it that. So that would leave Mr. Thorn-of-Shield, Ms. Cho, and Mr. Marchalos You will all get to beat the living crap out of a few training dummies with your weapons. After you three will be the small arms duo of Yinyues and Mr. Ellison. Then the Strike Witches. Then the magic-based trio of Mr. Sulan, Ms. Ephyrene and Mr. Huanglong. And to wrap things up, we will let Biggy have the stage. Now about those dummies...” As if on cue, slots in the flooring of the stage slid open. Out of them ascended a plethora of training dummies, made out of common wood. There were three separate groupings of the mannequins, for the trio of students, of course. The figures began to move within their own secluded cycles, portraying the movements of a live entity. Mr. Fenris spun around and grinned, ”Well. Have at it. Show me your moves!” The teacher commanded, thrusting out a tentacle. "Oh, and one more thing. Though this may seem as a generally combat-oriented drill, you are surely mistaken. If you need any modifications in the exercise, say... a change in the movements of the dummies, or a different scene to fight under, just ask me. I can alter the secluded areas per student at will. So don't feel doubtful to ask me anything!"

Academy Of The Arcane Artes

Ipsie said
My internet keeps rapidly fluctuating between obsolete connection to not-sure-if-this-page-loaded-all-the-way-yet-even-though-it's-been-10-minutes-waitin'. I've already attempted posting a few times yesterday, for some reason the connection on my cpu just won't allow it to load. I'll be here for the rest of the night trying, like right after I say this. Apparently it'll be fixed soon. Just getting this out there before the stuff cuts out again, urrghhhhh. ;_;

If need be, just PM me the post, and it might end up in my inbox in 10-30 minutes. And I'll just post it with the TS, just to save you the hassle. It's worth a try, at the least.

Academy Of The Arcane Artes

Kilo6 said
Hey guys, I'm just gonna keep things simple and say I won't be on for the next couple of days. Currently in the process of moving so between packing and actually moving, I'll won't be able to post anything. However I'll try to keep myself up to date via my phone. I hope this doesn't take too long as I'm itching post!

Oh, it's all good. Take your time, trust me, you'll be able to catch up. As long as you stay on the radar, it's alright. Good luck with moving n' all!

Fantasy and Japanese アニメーション 531 or FJA 531: Limited Seating

Yeah, been keeping up to date with that. Got the VN, still gotta play through it.

Deep Ground Online

I'll attempt to read up on the IC and see if I can find it in myself to rejoin.

Academy Of The Arcane Artes

Just to officially post it here. Timeskip will be going down today. If you have any questions pertaining to your character, I'll be lurking on the chatzy.

Anime Club!

Well... Just gonna swipe the 100th OOC post... Anyways, guess ERode scared him off. Or perhaps he just... had a stroke or something. *shrug*

Fantasy and Japanese アニメーション 531 or FJA 531: Limited Seating

*Slides in holding coffee cup*

Pretty interested. I'll have to think up a character... Half tempted to conjure up a chuunibyou, since it's something I've never done before.