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"I can't get into her command system."
Dystopian Warrior Roleplay (Closed)
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(@Sorceress, would it be okay with you if Amethyst and Akyra were cousins?)
(Sure, that's fine.)
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What is everyone's deal today? They all seem so… frustrated… Amethyst mused silently, squinting up at the pale blue sky. Looking back down, she cast her gaze around the camp and made her way back inside the building.
Pulling a small, gray box about the size of a quarter from her skirt pocket, she pressed her thumb onto the top of it. The box opened, unfolding to reveal glowing blue numbers and letters. After tapping a sequence into it, she brought it near her mouth.
"Everyone meet at the field in five minutes," she said, and her voice was heard around the camp as hidden speakers relayed her message.
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Why am I even doing this. I should be training for war! I'm a warrior, after all. I shouldn't be setting up seats so people can watch Amethyst fight whoever got her all riled up this time. Why can't we just sit in the grass? Odin grumbled in his head as he began setting up seats.
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Leon stopped sparring and went to the field.
"That's weird," Kasey said, "Is it shut down?"
Zoe helped Orion setup chairs. What is the stupid point of this. She impatiently thought to herself as she set up the chairs. Of course she didn't say this out loud.
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After a quick change of clothes, Amethyst made her way back outside again and went over to the field. Her purple hair was pulled up into a ponytail, and she had switched out her skirt for a pair of black leggings. She carried her bow in her hand and left her quiver on her back.
Seeing the looks on both Zoe's and Odin's faces, she sighed, slowly shaking her head. Challenges were supposed to boost morale, but it looked like it this was doing just the opposite.
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Odin finished setting up the chairs with Zoe and decided to plop down on a seat directly in the middle of the front row. I don't care what Amethyst says, I want a decent seat if anything. Zoe and I are the ones that actually did the work after all.
Zoe walked up to the field and started warming herself up with a dummy she brought along to entertain. WHACK It was all a blur to the people around her, but to her it was as if time stopped.
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"Thanks, guys," Amethyst said to Zoe and Odin, noticing the seats that were all set up. Walking onto the field, she muttered under her breath, "Now, if everyone else would get over here, that would be great."
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Leon walked in and chose a seat in the front row.
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(How many people are part of this rebellion? Not just our characters in the rp, but all of the others that are just kind of…there.)
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(Like… 50 to 100? Idk. What seems logical?)
Zoe did not like this at all. Why can't we fight? She sneered as she watched. Do this, do that, we're a rebellion for goodness sakes.
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(100 sounds reasonable)
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(Okay, so it's about 100, then.)
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(alrighty)
(Hey I’m back. Sorry for disappearing on you like that.)
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(No problem. Not much has happened.)
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(What happened to everyone?)
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(I'm kind of just waiting for everyone to get there…)
( Im just waiting for the fight.)
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(Okay. Well, I'll post something while we wait, then.)
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Jasper stumbled out to the field, holding the head of a decapitated Anne Droid in his arms.
(Im back sorry)
Ian sighs, he had completely forgotten about the challenge
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Amethyst set hew bow and quiver down on the sidelines. She didn't want to use them for this challenge. This time, she wanted to do something different. But, there were still a few more minutes left before the challenge officially started, and some warriors were still missing from the seats. Not to mention that Ian himself still hadn't arrived.
Ian holds up a bag full of liquid as another medic inserted an IV for a patient
Kasey pinched the bridge underneath her glasses and followed Jasper out.
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Okay, it's time for the challenge, but where is Ian? He should be here by now.
Amethyst stood on her tiptoes, trying to look over the crowd of spectators that had gathered. The medic tent wasn't too far from the field, but she couldn't tell if he was there or not. With a sigh, she grabbed the box from where she had set her things. Opening it again, she spoke into it, still looking toward where she thought Ian was.
"Ian, get over here. It's time for the challenge," she said. Her voice came out near the tent this time, rather than all over the camp.