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Sixth period is now over. Everyone has until Saturday morning to make a post about what your character does in the evening if you are so inclined. Thereafter, we transition to missions.

@Lugubrious

*Insert finger pyramid of evil* Team RPGD is fucked.

Exams are over, will have a post up tonight I hope.

@Agent B52

Hey boss. Wonder how MODA is going to react to a good look at Oswald's half-naked torso. His shirt is unbuttoned, after all :P

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Oswald Connolly- Evening.

Oswald turned to Gren, his eyes showing just how defeated he felt. "Definitely. Grimm aren't exactly tough....usually." Frowning, he lifted his arm to show off his broken wrist. "That certainly didn't help with this class either. I swear, if it had been my right arm that got fucked up, I'd have gone insane. Not being able to use my shield right is one thing, but my sword? No thanks."

Finally realizing that Gren had offered to help, Oswald nodded for a moment before replying. "That would be helpful. Yeah. Really helpful. I may or may not have only managed to give my avatar a cloak. A green one." Visibly deflating at his revelation, Oswald frowned. "So it might be more of you teaching me how all of this stuff works. It's been a while since I've worked with....advanced technology. Advanced meaning anything more complex than a radio and a compass." Shrugging, Oswald realized that he needed to get to the Armory for some work.

"Thanks for the offer, Gren, but right now, I need to get to the Armory. I have some great plans for this sword now that I have access to a proper forge and all that. I'm sure we'll be seeing plenty of each other anyway, what with Sapphire and I making sparring plans." Giving the other boy a curt nod, Oswald turned away, missing the flair his cloak would have given him, before making his way to the Armory.
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A few hours later, a sweat-drenched, shirtless Oswald finished his work on the Trepanation Blade. It had taken a lot of concentration, lube and good old-fashioned elbow grease, but his sword's handle could now be rotated on a set of hinges and magnetically attached to his gauntlets, essentially enabling his sword to transform into an oversized, drilling Katar. Such a modification allowed him to make full use of his sword's deadly thrusting attacks, as well as adding an entire level of versatility that could make him a more unpredictable combatant, which was always helpful.

Sighing contentedly at the job well done, Oswald stood up and wiped the sweat from his brow, screwing up his face as he smelled himself. "I will never get tired of this feeling." The air on his body was cool, and the moisture served to accentuate the scars on his chest and arms. His pectorals, shoulders and upper arms all had neat, horizontal lines going across them, as well as his back. They would be obvious as stretch marks to more than a cursory glance, but at the moment, Oswald didn't much care if anybody saw. Grabbing the towel he placed next to his workstation, Oswald dried his body off before looking to his clothes and armor.

His brigandine and shirt were carelessly tossed to the side, the latter atop the former, while his gauntlets and pauldrons were carefully laid on the ground near them. He partially put his shirt on his body, not caring to button it up, before hauling his brigandine over his shoulder and loosely affixing his gauntlets. Carrying his pauldrons in his arms, Oswald made his way back to his team's dorm, pushing the door open with his shoulder.

"Hey team, just got back from doing some work on my sword. Neat little new feature, it can swivel on my arm into, basically, a Katar. Mag-locked to my gauntlets like that, too. How were your days?"

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Meanwhile, Oswald accidentally made his cloak bright green. He really isn't the sharpest bulb on the Christmas candle.

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Who's Oliver....? Did....did you mean Oswald?

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Loveable meat-shield Oswald has returned!!!!!

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Oswald Connolly- Survival-> Computer Science

Paying little attention to Professor Vorosky and his last little note, Oswald made his way to his next class, lamenting the loss of his cloak. Again. Thankfully, he never made a big fuss over the rather simple piece of relatively heavy cloth, so he could simply find a fabric shop in the city and have that taken care of. As a matter of fact, he'd probably have to order several replacements, as he expected that he'd find himself devoid of his favorite fashion statement multiple times in the future.

Shake-drying himself before he stepped inside the halls of Beacon, Oswald grimaced as each step brought a tiny 'squish' noise. He hoped Computer Science wouldn't be too labor-intensive. He also hoped that he didn't fry himself by getting a computer wet. As he stepped into the classroom, Oswald felt as if he were in a meat locker. Still wet from the fountain, he found himself shaking in the cold, and cursed under his breath. This was another reason he had his cloak-that thing was warm, as well as being water-resistant. He could have wrapped it around himself to avoid frostbite, but for now he'd have to deal with the temperature of the class, in addition the oppressive darkness.

Professor Ni's introduction to the course scared Oswald- he hadn't handled anything more complex than a two-way radio in years. While he knew he was less academically-inclined than his fellow students, this class was there to prove to him just how drastic the difference was. Logging in after a moment of trouble, Oswald found his way to the assignment folder, which resulted in a prompt face-desk. He looked around and met eyes with Shiro, the rambunctious tiger Faunus boy from Sapphire's team. Sharing a look of suffering, he returned to the assignment.

After ten minutes, Oswald started to panic.

At the twenty-minute mark, panic became anger.

Thirty minutes in, anger turned into depression, which led to outright hopelessness when the fortieth minute rolled around.

Ten minutes before the class ended, Oswald had succeeded in giving his representative a cloak. A bright green one. Groaning pitifully, Oswald frowned at the computer before he finally gave up and worked on the other figure- the Grimm. Each keystroke was slow, with Oswald having to look at the keyboard to see what he was typing, and when the bell signaling the end of class rang, Oswald was the picture of a broken man.

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Can I pretend I'm here until things calm down? I've lost track of everything.

@Sho Minazuki

I'm not sure if we're doing 6th period posts or not and at this point I'm too afraid to ask.

...fuck.

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Just gonna chip in that I hate reboots of any kind :C If anything, do a timeskip to after graduation when teams won't HAVE to stick together.

@Forsythe

Ye best start believing in reboots...yer in one!

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No offense to Tigerboy, Boarman, and Mr. Lightning but if Sapphire really needed serious help she'd more than likely go to Oswald before her own team. After all got to keep up that strong leader appearance. (And of course the nicknames were meant in good humor)

@Prince of Seraphs

I cannot accurately describe how giddy this made me. Straight-up tummy butterflies, yo.

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I'm super-hyped for the missions, and while I do agree that a family visitation day would be awesome, the effect it would have on Oswald wouldn't be nearly as dramatic.

I think the contests have also helped keep interest in this RP alive, due to the rewards system in place, and the fact that they allow us to be really creative with our characters.