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Saint Hirst Academy [10/12 Slots]

@Bushman501

Looks good to me.

Saint Hirst Academy [10/12 Slots]

Hildr Reinhardt

Name: Hildr Reinhardt.
Age: Don't Ask.
Nationality: Western Germanian.

Theme: A maternal figure among the Saint Hirst teaching staff, the Germanian woman is as approachable as she is fallible. She forgets the names of new students, rushes to get her mountains of tests graded, and suffers wardrobe malfunctions like any other student, perhaps more so. While the Boss favors her attire as a symbol of stark severity and power, Hildr comes across as a more typical worker who is somewhere between sloven and devout in their efforts.

She's a mother of three and dearly devoted to her daughters, being something of an insufferable empty-nester in their absence, as any coworker could attest, and had left her past employment in favor of a position where she can mold the promising youth's of tomorrow with a gentle hand and probably a dirty joke or two. Prone to being overtly affectionate and has little regard for personal space when intoxicated or excited, though that is considered by many to be typical of Germanian's.

Saint Hirst Academy [10/12 Slots]

And here is your other teacher.

Hildr Reinhardt

Name: Hildr Reinhardt.
Age: Don't Ask.
Nationality: Western Germanian.

Theme: A maternal figure among the Saint Hirst teaching staff, the Germanian woman is as approachable as she is fallible. She forgets the names of new students, rushes to get her mountains of tests graded, and suffers wardrobe malfunctions like any other student, perhaps more so. While the Boss favors her attire as a symbol of stark severity and power, Hildr comes across as a more typical worker who is somewhere between sloven and devout in their efforts.

She's a mother of three and dearly devoted to her daughters, being something of an insufferable empty-nester in their absence, as any coworker could attest, and had left her past employment in favor of a position where she can mold the promising youth's of tomorrow with a gentle hand and probably a dirty joke or two. Prone to being overtly affectionate and has little regard for personal space when intoxicated or excited, though that is considered by many to be typical of Germanian's.

Caught between severe perfection and jovial maternity, I wonder which the students will favor~?

Saint Hirst Academy [10/12 Slots]

@Inkarnate

I'm surprised I'm considered at all given my lack of direct presence on the Guild, but I'll be Co-GMing here as well. I look forward to greasing the wheels of a fun RP for everyone involved.

War Notes

I feel like an idiot for not seeing it as a trip line. Considering these are flying predators I'd assumed it was a snare to snap the Roc's neck once it tries to swiftly bank up from a failed divebomb on the Bait. I guess considering the size of a Roc a trip line makes some sense and it would only take a solid impact to it's wings to throw off a bird's flight.

Oh well. The Bait in Leblanc cares not if the rope works or not. She's gonna make some scrimshaw out of their severed talons either way.

Yes, I know they aren't whale's teeth and don't count. Fight me >:3

The War of the Three

@Banana@Awesomoman64

Sorry, posted Suparna's half before doing Luci, so Mentioning you here now that Luci is up.

The War of the Three

Suparna Wolgen

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Well, Chirada had tried, but there was little to do when Titanica could radiate nuclear fire omni-directionally. The corpse puppet sagged it's head in foreseen disappointment and was blasted apart along with the larva nibbling away at open wounds. It could console itself that the other half of the collective was safe and sound beyond the titan's range and the pulse occured before it could have had an effect on the debris falling soon after.

Suparna emerged from the water alongside Diana, scowling darkly at the distant battle as she felt half of her number die in an instant. "Grr, now I need to either die or get a new one...wait, why would I die to make things better? That makes no sense!" Hazy memories failed to grasp why she considered being deceased as a way to heal herself, and she was left scratching her head as she sat beside Diana to watch things unfold.

"You hungry too? I just went through a drastic weight loss program, but I can share if your needing it." Suparna responded to the desire for popcorn, folding out a raised palm with a ball of maggots forming onto it. Her expression turned innocent as she offered the piece of herself to Diana,
wearing a smile that reached her eyes without mania or malevolence. "We are full of protein. Oh, and don't worry, we won't eat you from inside. After all, we're on the same side, right?"

@KoL

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Luci

A skeleton having a panic attack and a Machina with imposing armor and no tolerance for the questions of children. Were she not in a hurry Luci may have cursed her.

She raised an artificial brow as Wolf displayed a power to dispel the illusions of this dungeon and even she felt a wave of relief wash over and push back the hallucinogenic gas. It was a very useful power, and one she'd have asked him to use upon the Queen of Hell.

Had Wolf not cast aside any sense of cooperation and fired upon them.

"Phooey." She spat, kicking the floor as bullets passed through her and out the other side, her form turning porous and perforated without any lasting harm. "You could have said no and gone on your way, ya know? Oh well."

Pulling the orb of Mother's Milk back inside her, a beach ball of slime came to rest in Luci's hands and was thrown at Wolf as quickly as it was made, encapsulating his helm in dome in green. It wasn't corrosive or toxic, merely an obstruction to his ability to breath that pressed itself against what filters and seals secluded his head in the armor to try and rupture and drown him.

"Frog," Luci said, plucking a fired bullet from where it had passed through her and tossing it to the puppet. "Deal with this, I'm going on ahead."

And there was nothing the strength of physical arms and ballistic weaponry could do to stop the fluid body of Hell's Princess jogging past the gibbering skeleton and Inquisitor and finding her Momma.

The War of the Three

I'll post tomorrow.

War Notes

@Leotamer

To question the content of the post; We have a group of cadets who haven't been in live combat with any real cohesion before. In the initial ambush and against the wolves, everyone acting on their own with only a few efforts to cover for one another, so we can't expect great teamwork especially when people scatter for cover as they have.

Not once have we seen Natsu act in a way that wasn't the subversive saboteur backstabbing enemies, so why would we expect distant explosions out of sight of most people to be a distraction, and not Natsu defending himself? By your logic Regina is being a distraction by shooting her loud gun repeatedly.

Natsu is a lone wolf who likes to operate from a distance. We've covered this before, and that there are detriments to that playstyle. He needs to communicate with people and not expect people who don't know, trust, or understand him to assume he's feeling self sacrificial at the drop of a hat.

As for your continued presence in the RP, that's up to you. Since you yourself concede these issues stem from your own lacking in areas there is little we can do, and most efforts to molly coddle the RP end in people taking offense to the babying. Then situations like this happen and we all look silly, so suffice it to say you are welcome to stay but we won't cry if you go. Either way we all hope you improve your diction to a level you enjoy writing and we can find legible.

War Notes

@Leotamer

To be frank; Neither Windel or I even understood your post, so forgive him for glossing over it as he responded to everyone.

Additionally, he made no attempt to coordinate his efforts verbally with the others so it's not like anyone knows he's also volunteering as bait. Just that a small explosion somehow happened off to the sides of things.