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Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

This may seem a bit sudden, but in light of this video... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_465XaHoiGs Let us take another moment to pay our respects to the man whose imagination inspired us all, and whose memory we will immortalize with our continued work.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

The end of the tank tennis video gets me every time.

Also, 'set dominators to non-lethal- is creepy considering I have just finished the first episode of Psyco pass.

@KabenSaal

I deny all responsibility. For those interested, the pictures for team KPT have been made. Any new requests?

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

He will not be using the tank. I believe that Marcus will be wielding his revolver.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

After some careful consideration I've decided that me being bossy doesn't have any advantage whatsoever over me not being bossy. "It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves." -the Bard Each pair of contestants will now be deciding who wins for themselves. Get cracking, people!

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

Not necessarily. Whenever people finish they're free to post them.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

There is. The morning routine including breakfast, the other students in the hall, Glynda Goodwitch and Sarina Tala Dei, Rakim's reaction to all of it, his expectations and assertions. By inputting the passage of time I attempted to create a situation in which people could have a lot to post about.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

Remember that section at the bottom of the official document I said to not mind? Well, you can mind it now. I randomly generated the pairs, though shifted some around to make sure that no teammates were against one another. Here's how this is going to work: Each fight will be one post long. If you're savvy, you've just realized that this will, fittingly enough, be a collaboration challenge. You will be working with your opponent player to create a nice battle sequence via PMs, google doc, titanpad, what have you. Now, I know what you're thinking: collaborations? Yeah, I've done those, they're great, but how exactly will it work for a fight? Well, there's a system called Rock Hard Gladiators that I used to be a part of in which the two competing authors each wrote their separate version of the entire fight, which was voted upon by others and the most highly-voted one became canon. But we're not doing that. I will be looking at everyone's characters over the course of the next day or so as you all post normally, and I will assign each and every pair a result of their battle. That's right, I'm deciding the end. But it's not necessarily just the end product, right? It is the journey. If I say 'Weiss beats Cardin', there are still endless possibilities. She could have swept the floor with him, employed her abilities to overpower him or simply her wits to outmatch him, or she could have barely beat him after an exhausting fight. Or she could have been on the verge of losing, only to pull an uncharacteristic dirty trick to get the clutch victory. I will be considering all requests as to pairings and endings you might want to suggest. Do it on the document.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

Not exactly. Shadowkiller, you're up.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

When the last pair of eyelids closed, the night drifted by. Some students, weary from the day's activities, slept happily in the comfort of a job well done and new comrades. A few tossed and turned in their sleep, though gently so as to avoid stressing their injuries, and dreamed fitfully. For some, no dreams came—just a quiet, serene emptiness, void of even memory. Outside their windows, the wind picked up before a brief nighttime shower, leveling a steady series of taps against the panes. Some slumbered the better for the peaceful, natural noise; some, kept restless by their troubles, despised it for its incessant beat. Only the beacon, shining grand and green at the zenith of the academy, remained constant. The first rays of sunlight smiled over moist soil and dewy grass, nosily peering into windows whose owners had neglected to raise the blinds. At precisely 7 o' clock, the room alarms rang. For now, they were all simply buzzes that increased in volume the longer they were ignored, but they could be personalized later. A message flashed across the desk clock: everyone had one hour to eat breakfast, warm up a little, shower, and otherwise prepare themselves. Out of all of these team JRVR was by far the most active, jogging through the halls while most of the other new students roused themselves from sleep. In their hunt for Victor's missing prosthetic arm they came across a teacher taking an early morning walk as well: Solomon Agensander, who managed to be good-natured enough to help them locate the lost limb among the spare-parts collection of Marcus Goldstein. At the exact second that 7:59 became 8:00, each and every scroll was simultaneously messaged, and the peal of a bell resounded through the campus. The first official day of school had begun, and the first class on the list of teams SIVI, RPGD, SASG, MODA, JRVR, and GJGM was combat. -=-=- As the students filed into her class in small groups, the teacher stood stock-still, her arms crossed. Her poise was, naturally, perfect, and while only her eyes moved around to observe each face as it arrived, she gave off a vibe of propriety and discipline almost militaristic in feel. Her riding crop completed the picture, making Glynda Goodwitch look every inch a drill sergeant -albeit an oddly-clothed one- as much as a teacher. Each student, for lack of their school uniform, was garbed in their standard gear, which suited Goodwitch just fine. As she stood, awaiting the last few arrivals, a young woman entered from a sidedoor to stand by her side. Though garbed in bright colors, she managed a passably imposing look thanks to the scabbard hefted over her shoulder. Despite her best efforts, she couldn't make herself appear as severe as the austere Mrs. Goodwitch, though it was obvious given her position and age that there was something special about her. Finally, the instructor raised her void, cutting off any chatter. “Good morning! My name is Mrs. Goodwitch, but you all may refer to me as 'Ma'am'. My assistant here is miss Sarina Tala Dei.” She began to pace, holding the riding crop tucked under her arm. “Yesterday you became students. Today, I start you on the path to becoming a hunter. Over the course of this semester you will all learn to battle like real hunters and huntresses, but before we can begin fine-tuning your training, we must first conduct a little test.” Behind her, the lecture room wall parted ways with a metallic heave, revealing a huge orange-tinted room greatly resembling an arena. Good witch took several steps before jumping down into it, whereupon she turned and addressed the students in a raised voice. “I can't very well tell you what you're doing wrong until I see you doing it. That is why we are going to hold twelve sparring matches within the next hour, each no more than five minutes in length. Miss Dei and I will be monitoring your aura level as you fight to ensure nobody is hurt. If your aura is reduced to red, you lose, but as long as it's evident that you seriously tried you'll receive a full participation grade. Now, Sarina, please read off the randomized pairings from your scroll.”

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

Truly sad. What are we waiting for exactly, are we moving on to the next day.

@LokiLeo789

Imminently yes. I'm waiting for everyone to wrap up what they're doing, though tomorrow afternoon I will wait no longer.