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The Birth of a New World...

A moment in infinity. Two worlds continue to move, ever onward. Unknowing...that their fates were sealed.

At that moment.

The worlds split apart. The people screamed as time and space were torn asunder, as loved ones simply vanished. As Remnant, both Remnants, were destroyed. Cracks appeared in the very sky...

One could almost see an impossibly huge hand descending onto the world.

And then all was gone.

The hand moved again, creating, not destroying. Crafting a new Remnant from the pieces of the old.

Time begins to spin again. The new world...takes its first breath.

Beacon Academy, Dorm White Rose. Five in the morning, Friday, Umbra Fourth.

Alexia woke with a start, resisting the urge to scream out. Where was she?! The palace? No, no she was at Beacon.

She spotted someone...her partner. Pius. Wait, Pius? Where was...? She looked at the other members of her team. Ieria. Medus. This felt wrong.

She shook her head. No, no. She's always been in this team. She was late to Initiation. She was a newcomer.

Wait. What happened yesterday? Yeah. She remembered now. The terrorists. The Palace. She hoped Ma and Pa were alright.

Sighing, she decided to get out of bed. She couldn't get back to sleep. She:d drink coffee downstairs. Maybe head to the training room.

Dorm White Rose had four floors.

The ground floor held the living room, kitchen, and dining area. Not that anybody here could cook, as far as she knew.

The second floor had the training room, the game room and the indoor pool.

The third floor had Workshops A (Claimed by Belle), Workshop B (Claimed by Pius) and Workshop C.

The fourth had the team bedrooms.

Lexi wondered if anyone else was awake...

edited 17th Sep '14 10:04:27 PM by GrimHelm

"...Stick a dick in an owl!" Jack finished his joke, one his uncle used to love, as he sat on his bed, whether his companions were fully awake, or even got the joke. He was in remarkably good spirits for having a cast on one arm and wearing a leg brace for broken bones. He cracked his neck, looking around. His two heavy gauntlets laid on the floor, due to crushing every table they had been set on. and for good reason, just one of those things weighed a ton. Literally. He got up, not sure if anyone was even awake, and put on his pants.

edited 17th Sep '14 8:28:31 PM by TroyandHawk

"OKAY! Time to be doing the training, bitches!" Sophie's team was once again greeted by the loud voice of their female teammate. She spoke with a Russian accent, and sounded like she didn't full grasp the slang she was using, but she was as cheerful as ever. She was always up at 5 AM, bright and early, eating well before anyone else. Now it was time for exercise, and she was determined to make her teammates join her. "Shirts off! Come on, you sissy boys, workout time!" Sophie had already had her shirt off, the tan skin of her bare chest out for all in the room to see.

She grabbed at Jack. "You're the weakest one, so you have to train twice as hard!" She just had the urge to scream and curse at him, but she wasn't sure why.

edited 17th Sep '14 8:31:42 PM by Saturn

"-OOOOOOT THE BREAD PUDDI-" Charisse cried out, waking up in a sweat. She looked around in desperation.

Wait. She was still in her dorm room. Ai would be above her, Glen across, Dolores above. Wait, Glen? Wasn't he.. no he had always been on their team. So had Dolores.

"Team... Audacity. AWDC." She muttered, the words feeling strange on her tongue. A case of Jamais Vu, perhaps. It was probably just the bad dream that had shaken her up and muddled her thought process. Charisse yawned. It was probably pretty early in the morning.

"Hey Ai? You awake?" she asked, knocking on the bunk above her.

edited 14th Nov '14 4:20:57 PM by amporiusrex

Underneath the bed sheet, a young woman snoozed, muttering about muffins...

edited 17th Sep '14 8:34:52 PM by Underwood

Jack turned around, looking at the half naked woman standing in the door way.

He blinked, lying with his back on the beach, a naked woman was on top of him, they were next for a waterfall. "You can pounce on me all you want." he heard himself say

Jack blinked, he was standing in the dorm room, staring blankly at the half naked woman. Who had grabbed him and was shaking him violently. "Did we...?" He before facepalming. "Sorry! Flash!" He'd been getting those since Initiation/

edited 17th Sep '14 8:46:31 PM by TroyandHawk

"TOOK Y'ALL LONG ENOUGH!" Ayers banged his head on the wall of his own dorm, roaring through the wall at the Huntress next door. "Y'ALL SLEEPING IN TILL FIVE?!" He flung his arms out to the side in frustration, also in frustration at his own time. "BY SOLUS'S SHINING FIST, Y'ALL'D'VE GOTTEN NO DINNER IF'N Y'ALL SLEPT IN THIS LATE ON THE FARM!"

Finished with his piece, Ayers returned to his work. His two primary prosthetics, Hrunting and Naegling, laid on the table. Naegling, the sleeker and simpler of the two, had just been fixed in that last hour he'd beaten everyone awakening to. He was still dressed in just pajama bottoms, and bore his wrecked shoulders with pride, the scars a reminder of what he was fighting for. He sat down at the improvised workbench, leaned towards Naegling, and slotted it onto his left shoulder. He then got to work on Hrunting, popping bits on and off the arm. It had taken a lot of abuse in his most recent fight, and needed fixed pronto.

For five in the morning, there sure were a lot of people up and about. Naima is one of these people — though she's not as loud (AHEM) as some people are. Instead she's seated on the edge of her bed, which is all neatly made like no one had slept in it to begin with. Thumbing through a small book she's the embodiment of calm, making little notations with a pen. She's chosen to remain relatively quiet. Her teammates may still be asleep, afterall.

She cannot control the shouts and yells of the dorm buildings other occupants, however...

No response from above. Instead, the response came from Charisse's side. Ai sat up, having been curled up next to Charisse.

"Wha...?" she said, drowsily, as she took in her surroundings. "How did I get here?"

And then it hit her. She must have gone to the bathroom in the middle of the night and then crawled into Charisse's bed.

She went red in the face and rolled out of bed.

"I'm not ready for this kind of thing yet!" she said.

edited 17th Sep '14 8:45:56 PM by opnerf

Charisse grabbed at Ai's side before she rolled off completely, and wrapped her up in a big (vice-grip) hug. "Well apparently you were yesterday~!"

She snuggled up with Ai for a few seconds before eventually letting go. Charisse really should have been up an hour before dawn. 5 AM was sloppy. That was an hour of possible farmwork wasted.

She could hear some yelling down the Hall. Seems like others shared her sentiments.

"We can't let them have all the fun, can we?!" Charisse yelled at the top of her lungs, flipping out of her bed and onto the floor. She too didn't sleep without a shirt. It did however, seem that Glen wasn't currently seeing any of this, so she put one on posthaste.

edited 17th Sep '14 8:49:25 PM by amporiusrex

"Trying to sleep," said a rather exhausted young man, a pillow over his head. He had been up late last night — when did he fall asleep? One? Two?

That's the last time I'm—

His thoughts were interrupted by the arrival of a certain perky teammate. Loud, similar accent to him — yep, that was Sophie alright.

Damn it, time to get up already...

"Ugh..." Sophie shook her head, her hands on her hips. "I swear, Jack. You are always such the spacecase. You must be on the top of me at all times!" What she meant to say was Jack had to be at the top of his game at all times.

Workshop C

Lei Yun arched his back, internally sighing with relief as he felt the kinks in his back vanish with a series of muted pops. He had neglected to return to his dorm room for the night in favour of completing his personal project, and had fallen asleep at his workbench.

"The workshop chairs may be ergonomic, but they're terrible for sleeping on." Yun grumbled as he walked back to his bench and began clearing up the workspace. "At least this is worth the effort." He added with a grin, looking back at his work.

On the desk lay a pair of gauntlets that would protect the wearer's hands and forearms. The armour itself was coloured ash grey, with silver lines running along plates.

After his workspace was cleared, Yun donned the gauntlets and began testing it's movements. Channeling aura into the gauntlets, he grinned triumphantly when the silver lines began glowing faintly. Deeming his newest work to be fit for use, he grabbed his scroll and headed down to the training room.

Lets see how Stormbreaker does in a fight.

edited 17th Sep '14 9:21:51 PM by SvenOrzoKarkoff

No. Do not tell her what exactly the flash had her. "Well, that particular spacecase had you in it." He told her, "Are you still pissed about your table?" He asked, picking up his gauntlets, despite their weight, he had no problem putting them on, he healed while he slept, so he could now walk only with a slight limp. "I mean, I'm sorry but Tyr..." Sophie had brought a table, which Jack had accidentally crushed with Fang and Gnash. at the start of the year.

edited 17th Sep '14 9:03:08 PM by TroyandHawk

Do you ever wonder why we're here?

Pius opened his eyes, not sure who was speaking to whom in this new bad dream from last night. He did not remember how he yelled out in surprise as the world ended around him, how he hoped that there was some way to avoid the end of the universe. Right now, it was simply his fourth Friday at Beacon Academy, where it was five days until he and his dorm neighbors could say that they had known each other as classmates in Beacon for one full month. The very thought of this upcoming milestone caused Pius to shake his head, pushing the last of his sleepiness into the void as he reentered the land of the living.

He noticed the Ieria and Medus still rested comfortably in each other's arms, a sight that never failed to relax the Nobel. Standing up and stretching out, Pius then noticed that his partner and longtime friend, Princess Alexia of Vale, had already woken up before him.

It's five in the morning. He reminded himself. Most sane people in our age group aren't awake at this hour, unless either they were already awake for the hours prior or they were unable to remain asleep. Figuring that the fellow noble was awake for the latter reason, as she was already asleep before he tucked in last night, Pius took a moment in the bathroom to wash his face and straighten his hair. Then the gray-eyed student walked downstairs in his running shorts and t-shirt, tuning out the noise from his more boisterous classmates.

Again, most sane people in our age group.

Pius made his way down to the first floor, where he found Alexia mulling over a cup of coffee.

"It's an hour before six." He said to announce his presence before moving to stir up a cup of nice, cold chocolate milk for himself. "Couldn't sleep? Others wake you up?"

Remus sat up, his bear chest showing, his necklace still on and pants hanging loose on his hip. "Seriously people can you please quiet it down for once? I used to be a heavy sleeper. I'm sure you remember when that was a thing Jack. You and your little mishap. And could you please put a shirt on Sophie?" Remus scratched the back of his head lazily as he started to get out of bed.

Glen had been having a most wonderful dream about charging into (what he believed was) a glorious battle with Mors in hand and things blowing up all around him. Then Charisse started yelling, causing Glen to jump up from where he'd been sleeping against the dorm's door while drawing Biorgadh and saying "What's happenin'? We under attack?"

edited 18th Sep '14 7:22:13 AM by Eachiunn

"Why would I put on a shirt? The gods have to see my sweat glisten as I exercise. Clothes are too tight anyway. A nuisance, really. Why do I have to keep explaining this mooseshit?"

Ghatz Mienne sauntered out of Team STNG's room with a confidence that seemed out of place. Perhaps it was his renewed strength after finally getting a good nights sleep. Perhaps it was joy over having made it through his first month. Coulda just been because he felt like it, damn it.

But regardless if why, a cheery smiles graced his pudgy face as he glanced at his fellow students, large metal hammer rustling in his back as he made his way to the kitchen. He was ready... for COLD LEFTOVER PANCAKES.

That was, until he saw Sophie through her team's doorway. He immediately stopped."Whoa... um. Hi." He said, jaw-half open. "I'm... Ghatz. Ghatz Mienne. And you look strong!"

edited 18th Sep '14 9:10:38 AM by IgnisFuturus

The Snake dreamed peacefully, images of dozens of white haired, scaly children flooded her mind as she snuggled in closer to the one she cherished the most. Only to be rudely awoken from her lovely dreams by noises from downstairs. Her eyes narrowed as she realized she had squashed Medus' face into her chest. She pulled him out and poked his face gently. "We should get up." she said calmly and sweetly.

Jack immediately pointed at Sophie, looking at Ghatz. "Don't mind her, the gods love her mammaries." he shoved past her, walking to the mess hall, He was hungry whenever he woke up, he had assumed it was his healing.

edited 17th Sep '14 9:28:27 PM by TroyandHawk

Workshop A

Belle awoke in her workshop, sitting up in bed. Several mechanical parts slid to the side. She'd been working to continue her various projects all night, and fell asleep before anything was put away. Her tools and parts were strewn about making the place look like a minature junkyard. "Place is a mess..." she mumbled and as she yawned and put her hat on instinctively, then got up and headed for the showers.

"We're not under any kind of attack. We just should have been up an hour ago. Laaaaaazyyyy~!" Charisse said walking up to Glen and grabbing him by the shoulders. As she walked up to him, she rubbed the nose of the Beowulf head she had mounted up on her bunk. It was a good luck thing. "Come on! There's probably food out there! And if not we'll make a feast of our own!"

"Hey! Don't be pushing me, homie!" Once again, Sophie inappropriately used strange slang, as she pushed Jack back, harder. "Always so bra. Hardly swag at all, brah." She grabbed his arm.

"Are you really going to ignore your training? If you do 10 pushups, I'll let you grab my boob. Boys like to grab boobs, so boys should like push ups."

edited 17th Sep '14 9:31:05 PM by Saturn

Medus rolled his head over to one side. "Is everyone else just trying to get me to hate them? It's too early for this shit." He mumbled to Ieria. He cracked an eye open slowly. "Besides, why would I want to get up? I have the best pillows in the whole dorm."