Forsythe@Raijinslayernoted, Burgundy's next interruption to her mean certainly won't be as calm as before, especially with her being forced out of her Zone.
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Oh yeah. It's soup time again.
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Soup Time. A Year Later.
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Soup time.
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I am currently sick and putting all of my energy into work, please forgive me if I don’t respond right away or forget things!
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Sometimes... it is
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I'm not sure, @21308. I've done what I can, and I seem to be the most recent collaborator, but I don't know.
Burgundy was only allowed to slime ever so slightly at her wise cracking teammate. There were times when she wanted to just launch a fist to his face for his remarks, but she felt that a little uptalking and wisecrackery would do some good just before the tournament. She almost considered laughing at Tawne's little remark to their team name, but, as a dear and close friend, he shouldn't know that she actually found a few of his remarks remotely funny.
She shifted in her seat just ever so slightly, making herself as comfortable as she could without sitting all the way back in the chair. The newly named Team DEVL had done their business and left the stand, allowing her to continue eating in peace. Her hands, both equipped with silverware to devour the noodles before her, moved at mach five to deliver the food to her mouth, continuing her original plan. She wasn't a star, per-se, but she did do enough side work and other odds and ends to support herself. It only added to her superstar persona that people seemed to buy into, which, in a sense, she was glad about. It make people focus on her fighting, her deeds, and most importantly, her team. She wasn't allowed to fail, which she did whatever she could to keep from happening, and treated her teammates like she had known them all her life.
But none of that really matter. The more important item of focus was the food that somehow did not change her appearance in the least, despite the mass quantities being shoved into her mouth.
She shifted in her seat just ever so slightly, making herself as comfortable as she could without sitting all the way back in the chair. The newly named Team DEVL had done their business and left the stand, allowing her to continue eating in peace. Her hands, both equipped with silverware to devour the noodles before her, moved at mach five to deliver the food to her mouth, continuing her original plan. She wasn't a star, per-se, but she did do enough side work and other odds and ends to support herself. It only added to her superstar persona that people seemed to buy into, which, in a sense, she was glad about. It make people focus on her fighting, her deeds, and most importantly, her team. She wasn't allowed to fail, which she did whatever she could to keep from happening, and treated her teammates like she had known them all her life.
But none of that really matter. The more important item of focus was the food that somehow did not change her appearance in the least, despite the mass quantities being shoved into her mouth.
It's... It's active...!? Well, @Plank Sinatra, your character looks good, @Krayzikk, yours as well, but you both are missing a little somethin' somethin'. Plus, I can't pass you guys on my own, 2/3 vote, so we need to see what the other members of the tribunal say about them.
EDIT: Didn't see the edits to the CS's, you both are pretty much cleared. Just need to hear from Kouki and Raijin.
EDIT: Didn't see the edits to the CS's, you both are pretty much cleared. Just need to hear from Kouki and Raijin.
@CrimmyNice post!
Undyne wasn't quite sure what do do or say. Her fires had been stoked for battle, but the monster just up and left! At least Skylar was out of the ground, unharmed, Undyne hoped. Frisk may have been a wonderfully nice kid, but just like papyrus, that kid probably had a fountain of power just waiting to be tapped. Any also just like Papyrus, they kid was going to get themselves killed with a smile on their face.
"I'll admit, I've thought about it." Prism relented. Having a trailer certainly would do some good. Maybe it could have doubled as power armor to enhance her already strong build. However, as much as she liked having things to have them, a trailer wasn't something that she absolutely needed. Optimus wasn't a wasteful leader, and she wasn't going to be either. Maybe if she had been a bit more talented in the building rather than destroying, she could have made her own. Not to mention she already carried all of her equipment inside of her alt form, and she didn't really carry anything big or heavy enough to need a trailer.
Receiving Nightscream's transmission, Prism was quick to respond. "five clicks out, we'll be there shortly." She said back to her aerial companion. "Those doors should be open by the time w-Hey!" Had she actually had eyes in this form, they would have nearly bulged out from their sockets upon seeing Sklog suddenly tumbling about. He then went on as if nothing had happened at all. Maybe some sort of power failure? They were all battered to some extent, and maybe that was Sklog's problem. Turbulence had his rotor give out on him, and Prism's memory was spotty at best. She wondered if Nightscream had any similar problems. It didn't seem likely, but the possibility still lingered in her mind.
Receiving Nightscream's transmission, Prism was quick to respond. "five clicks out, we'll be there shortly." She said back to her aerial companion. "Those doors should be open by the time w-Hey!" Had she actually had eyes in this form, they would have nearly bulged out from their sockets upon seeing Sklog suddenly tumbling about. He then went on as if nothing had happened at all. Maybe some sort of power failure? They were all battered to some extent, and maybe that was Sklog's problem. Turbulence had his rotor give out on him, and Prism's memory was spotty at best. She wondered if Nightscream had any similar problems. It didn't seem likely, but the possibility still lingered in her mind.
*hint* Autocorrect treats caps like sacred words, and normally won't correct them.
Was hoping to have a few more teachers and non-students, so I guess making my own will have to do!
"This is sure to be a fascinating day today! All of our contestants for today's Vytal Festival tournament have been handpicked from each of the four kingdoms, and are ready to do their homes proud while squaring off against other hunters and huntresses in training!" Like he always did, Professor Oobleck spoke at a thousand miles an hour. "This is also the first year in which each of the brackets are going to be held differently than before."
Professor Port nodded to the bespectacled man beside him in agreement. "Yes, this will be the first year where the tournament will start on the doubles round. Each of the teams competing will divide into two smaller teams to fight against another pair. The winning pair will proceed onto the next bracket. In the second round, the winners of the past round will all participate in a four-way battle against one another. Whoever competes against who is decided on random, which does make it possible for teammates to fight one another! Only one person from each fight in the second round can proceed, meaning that you will have to make a tough choice to move on, or let your teammate move on."
Port had been prepared to speak, but another voice rang out instead. "And the final round will be a singles round, pitting the remaining hunters and huntresses against each other." The voice came from one of the beacon professors alongside Oobleck and Port. She sat sideways on the chair, careful with her large tail.
"Oho!" Oobleck called out. "Professor Cross, I'm glad you've made it." He watched as the ebony skinned Faunus took her seat next to Oobleck and away from Port. He turned to the camera once again with a smile. "Ladies and gentlemen, this is our fellow teacher and huntress, Professor Cross. She teaches the science behind the weapons that our students wield, and is an accomplished huntress in her own right!"
"Hello everyone. As Professor Oobleck said, my name is Professor Ophelia Cross, and this will be the second time that I have joined these men in announcing the Vytal Festival while in Vale." She smiled to the camera. "And I'd like to give a shout out to me daughter, who is competing in the tournament today! Knock 'em dead Amari!"
Professor Port nodded to the bespectacled man beside him in agreement. "Yes, this will be the first year where the tournament will start on the doubles round. Each of the teams competing will divide into two smaller teams to fight against another pair. The winning pair will proceed onto the next bracket. In the second round, the winners of the past round will all participate in a four-way battle against one another. Whoever competes against who is decided on random, which does make it possible for teammates to fight one another! Only one person from each fight in the second round can proceed, meaning that you will have to make a tough choice to move on, or let your teammate move on."
Port had been prepared to speak, but another voice rang out instead. "And the final round will be a singles round, pitting the remaining hunters and huntresses against each other." The voice came from one of the beacon professors alongside Oobleck and Port. She sat sideways on the chair, careful with her large tail.
"Oho!" Oobleck called out. "Professor Cross, I'm glad you've made it." He watched as the ebony skinned Faunus took her seat next to Oobleck and away from Port. He turned to the camera once again with a smile. "Ladies and gentlemen, this is our fellow teacher and huntress, Professor Cross. She teaches the science behind the weapons that our students wield, and is an accomplished huntress in her own right!"
"Hello everyone. As Professor Oobleck said, my name is Professor Ophelia Cross, and this will be the second time that I have joined these men in announcing the Vytal Festival while in Vale." She smiled to the camera. "And I'd like to give a shout out to me daughter, who is competing in the tournament today! Knock 'em dead Amari!"
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