"I guess you're my new partner." Remus said as he walked over to his team. He had managed to avoid a large part of the conversation that was now causing his other two teammates to contemplate murder.
"Nice to meet you. Im Remus Cerulean." Remus held out his hand.
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Jack looked at her. "How about we don't have to prove our testicular superiority to you and just prove it on the battlefield?" He suggested. "Because so far your shit has been completely unfounded, not to mention the fact that if it wasn't for some boy, you wouldn't be here..." before muttering "Not that that's a good thing." under his breath.
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Good to be backSLCR/BLAD/CRGS: Adavanced Science
For today's class, the students would have a practical test. Their current project was a large water cannon.
The class had been divided into two teams, and were told to blast each other with their cannons.
"Is this really a class?" asked Mia, typing it in Ayers's scroll.
NIMF: Grimm Studies
"Ha ha! I have a special treat for you today!" said Peter Port, gesturing to the group of large, flame-maned horse Grimm behind him.
"These are Nightmares! A species discovered by Claudius Jade himself! Today, you will try to mount and ride them, wothout weapons and Semblances!"
Though he would have preferred being able to blast these equine Grimm into oblivion with Dies Irae, Pius trusted that his teacher knew what he was doing, however boorishly he spoke on.
He raised his hand as he called out a question.
"Sir, is there a particularly efficient way of doing this? After all," he took a spiteful glance at the Nightmares before returning his attention to Professor Port.
"They are the...enemy. Also, what reason do we have to learn how to perform this specific action?"
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Allurand and surrounding world loading, 28%...Calypso
"Tell me again just so we can be perfectly clear," Calypso said testily. "Why are we firing this thing at me?!"
The hawk faunus stared down the barrel of her team's home-made water cannon, hugging her chest. She had a sneaking suspicion she'd been chosen because of her waterproof feathers, a boon of her avian heritage that would suffer the least from the water cannon's spray. What she hadn't told anyone was that she'd come to class without a bra today, dressed instead in her tight, form-fitting mission clothes that she very much doubted were waterproof.
There wasn't going to be a whole lot left to the imagination if such garments got too wet...
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I've got new mythological machinery, and very handsome supernatural scenery. Goodfae: a mafia web serial"Very well, then." Pius replied, a little unsatisfied with how Professor Port had ignored his first question. Still, instructions were instructions, and his second-in-command had just expressed his excitement at the test their mentor had given them.
"Alright, Medus." He said, backing up until he stood at Medus' side. "Since you're so enthusiastic about riding flaming horse-Grimm, why don't you give it a try first? We'll be right behind if things go south."
Which they always do with these things. The gray-eyed Nobel thought.
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Allurand and surrounding world loading, 28%...Advanced Science
"Ahahaha!" Davros laughed as he fired off his water cannon, shooting it up into the air and arcing it towards people. "Is just like Chelsea! But slower, not as much exploding, and aiming is easy like fishing for fish in half-crib." He continued to randomly shoot arcs of water at whoever was closest.
"This is science? I like science. FOR SCIENCE!"
Fuckin' Science
Rufus assumed his Fuck You Stance and used himself as a human shield for his comrades, all while attempting to take the reigns.
"Fear not! We will weather this storm! Now, fire on their left flank- no their other left!"
I sure am thinking of the word 'Fuck' alot. I hope I don't wear it out.
What, wear it out in my brain?
Wear out a hole of fuck.
Snrk.
Heh, yeah, that was kind of funny, wasn't it?
A little.
Grimm Studies
Ieria glanced at Medus, then back at the Nightmare. "Be careful, Medus." She said in caution before he leaped onto the Nightmare like a giddy schoolboy. "...or not." She mumbled before turning to Professor Port. "Professor...where did you get these anyway?" She asked him.
"I am nature's weapon. You are unfit to carry on your species, and I shall ensure that you do not do so!" - Charles Darwin, XCOM SniperGrimm Studies
Ieria rushed over to Medus' side and glared the Nightmare dead in the eyes before attempting to shove it off of her boyfriend. "Off." She hissed.
She turned back to Professor Port and nodded her head. "Right, the area near my home has one of the Highest concentrations of Grimm in all of Vale, if I'm correct..."
"I am nature's weapon. You are unfit to carry on your species, and I shall ensure that you do not do so!" - Charles Darwin, XCOM Sniper"Indeed. Very nice place to hunt prey, if I say so myself." said Port, grinning.
The Nightmare snorted....and breathed fire at Ieria's face.
"Stubborn beasts, aren't they?"
The teacher had fled the area as soon as the cannons were out.
For good reason. A group of students had gone above and beyond the call of duty....and had built a water tank.
How? I'm the GM, I don't have to explain myself.
Meanwhile Team COGS....
"I hate math!"
"Keep Working!"

Jack rolled his eyes, "Okay, why not just challenge her to a video game? We've had duels out the ass since this place began." And he turned to Sophia. "Rest assured, I will not fuck you." he promised her.
Good to be back