by New Finnish Republic » Mon Mar 16, 2020 8:47 pm
by Finland SSR » Tue Mar 17, 2020 6:53 am
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by Zarkenis Ultima » Tue Mar 17, 2020 12:35 pm
by Finland SSR » Tue Mar 17, 2020 2:43 pm
New Finnish Republic wrote:Troy
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by Galnius » Tue Mar 17, 2020 5:54 pm
Zarkenis Ultima wrote:It was a hot Friday afternoon and most students of the University of Thermopylae had already begun to head home and relax or plan out some fun social event to spend their evening. Many among them, however, didn't lead lives as carefree as those of his peers. Those who were the offspring of the Gods were burdened with the knowledge that, outside of Thermopylae, the forces of chaos were out to hunt them, and so, even though their training classes were done for the day, many opted to remain in the campus a while longer to practice their combat skills, either alone or with a sparring partner. The training grounds, an indoor enclosure divided into several areas, was fairly populated as it often was after regular classes were over, especially 'the Pit': an area divided into several small arenas simulating various environments, where demigods could put their skills to the test against each other.
Raven Blake had not been expecting to spend part of his afternoon at the Pit that day. Just a few minutes earlier, he had been more than eager to get home and continue working on his screenplay, a topic discussed during his last class of the day having given him a surge of inspiration to continue working on his stagnant project. His head was in the clouds as it often was, swimming in a sea of possibilities as he began his journey back to his dorm. But things rarely went according to plan for him. As soon as he stepped out of the building where he had been taking classes, a yellow hurricane assaulted him, and before he was able to fully realize what was going on, he found himself being dragged off towards the training grounds located on campus.
After a moment he realized it was his friend, Danica Tevling, who had for some reason gotten it into her head that she wanted to have a sparring match with him before heading back home for the day. Never one to question the girl's seemingly random fancies, he nonetheless protested, but ultimately relented - even if he didn't want to fight, it never hurt to stay prepared, and in the end, who could say no to that eager face and those pretty little eyes?
That was how Raven found himself in his current predicament, decked out in training gear and holding a rubber-tipped spear while forcing his body to dodge and roll out of the way of Danica's unrelenting onslaught, the two struggling to best each other in combat. Needless to say, he was at a disadvantage here - he was not a born fighter, and though years of training had made him quite adept at combat and the use of the lance, he didn't have the divine blood to back it up. Among all the children of Ares, Enyo and Athena present in Thermopylae, he was just a normal guy with a sharp stick... or rather, a rubbery one. It did not help matters at all that Danica was overly committed to the sparring match, treating it like a challenge and using her very best moves in order to take him down. Her competitiveness could be a cute trait of hers sometimes, but...
Ugh... focus, Raven!
Diving out of the way of yet another spear thrust, the black-haired young man was quick to realize that being constantly on the defensive was a tactic that only worked if you had more stamina than your opponent, and that was far from the case here. He would just tire himself out and be easy pickings for the blonde girl. He had to go on the offensive if he wanted to have a shot at finishing this.
But how... That was the question. He was no master of the spear, and while he was sorely tempted to use his divine gifts to get the upper hand - no doubt as a result of Danica's competitiveness rubbing off on him whenever they sparred - he didn't think it was right to use them in a situation like this.
There!
Finally, Raven saw his chance. Instead of rolling away from another lightning-quick spear thrust, the son of Hecate knocked the tip away with the shaft of his own spear and then rushed in for the kill - figuratively speaking of course - delivering three stabs in quick succession. He doubted it would be enough to best Danica, but if he could keep her on her toes, perhaps he'd find an opening. Just in case, though, he made sure to keep an eye on her spear.
by Zarkenis Ultima » Tue Mar 17, 2020 7:00 pm
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by Galnius » Tue Mar 17, 2020 8:32 pm
Zarkenis Ultima wrote:.
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by United Kingdom of Poland » Tue Mar 17, 2020 10:04 pm
by Zarkenis Ultima » Tue Mar 17, 2020 10:21 pm
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by Finland SSR » Wed Mar 18, 2020 5:43 am
New Finnish Republic wrote:Troy
United Kingdom of Poland wrote:Talia
by Galnius » Wed Mar 18, 2020 11:45 am
by Finland SSR » Wed Mar 18, 2020 4:29 pm
Galnius wrote:Danica
by New Finnish Republic » Wed Mar 18, 2020 9:40 pm
by New Neros » Wed Mar 18, 2020 10:27 pm
Reploid Productions wrote:I have had to read a lot of erotic RP telegrams in the past four months and it does all start to run together into one giant mass of penises, vaginas, breasts, tentacles, dildos, bodily fluids and so on.
by Absolon-7 » Wed Mar 18, 2020 10:36 pm
Tomia wrote:Rebecca Jones
by Zarkenis Ultima » Thu Mar 19, 2020 3:08 pm
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by United Kingdom of Poland » Fri Mar 20, 2020 6:58 pm
by Galnius » Fri Mar 20, 2020 9:39 pm
by Finland SSR » Sat Mar 21, 2020 5:22 am
New Finnish Republic wrote:Troy
Zarkenis Ultima wrote:Raven
United Kingdom of Poland wrote:Talia
Galnius wrote:Dani
by New Finnish Republic » Sun Mar 22, 2020 8:28 pm
by Tomia » Mon Mar 23, 2020 6:47 pm
by The Templar High Council » Wed Mar 25, 2020 4:59 pm
Absolon-7 wrote:Tomia wrote:Rebecca Jones
Anders Thomson
It was another boring day of classes for Anders which meant he could probably head to some cafe and mooch on their wifi. Homework could wait for later or maybe the next day. A lot of it had deadlines weeks from now anyways. Upon exiting the main building where his classes that day where he thought what way to get to his next destination could suit him. There was the usual path back to his dorms where he could drop his stuff off and then to the cafe. However, it was usually busy and he really wanted to avoid any distractions. He was mentally dog tired and just wanted to unwind for an hour or two...or three...especially after that one professor's lecture on the French and Indian War that somehow made it boring as watching paint dry. The alternative route was through the sports fields which he was pretty sure where a short cut.
"Well a short cut's a short cut," said Anders to no one specifically.
He nonchalantly made his way to a dirt road outlining some of the fields where a group of students seemed to playing soccer. He continued to walk along the road unaware that one particular spawn of ares had gotten fed up with being overshadowed that practice session which lead to them kicking their ball in frustration way out of field and like a catapult's rock it crashed right into Ander's cheek. He unceremoniously fell to the floor which left it prime opportunity for anyone to check on him.
Tomia wrote:Rebecca
While she had hoped that soccer practice would have taken her mind off things and served as a needed relief from her stressful day, things were clearly not going as planned for Rebecca. She been struggling during most of their drills and she finally reached the point where she punted a ball in frustration. The ball went flying down a hill and out of sight. Rebecca sighed and slowly trotted after it, ignoring the snickering of a few of her teammates behind her. As she got closer to her punted ball she realized she had actually hit someone with it, who was now on the ground because of it. Embarrassed and concerned, she rushed over to them.
"Hey, are you okay?" She asked, offering the man a hand to get off the ground. "Sorry about that, I didn't mean to hit anyone with that ball, I really hope you're not hurt." She told him, feeling guilty about her childish display. She didn't know the man who she had hit, but he seemed vaguely familiar enough that she had probably seen him around campus.
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