Shattered Planes Archives (Seasons 4 & 5)
Rakon Galaxy => {Destroyed} Ventus Tempestus => Topic started by: Beware Ye Who Enter Here on January 29, 2012, 04:31:10 PM
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The Zarethian candidates awoke, their heads buzzing, to find themselves in a starkly bare room. Many simply fell back asleep but some were upset and confused, until they were comforted by the more sane individuals.
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A soldier would enter the room and toss out temporary ID badges to them. "Rise and shine maggots, today is the start of your brutal regiment of training. Three of you line up. You will be immediately escorted to the VR Chamber for lesson one of your brutal combat sessions. We will learn what weapons you posers are capable of wielding and go from there. The rest of you will be doing push ups and sit ups here until I return. Should any of you morons fail to do as you are told, this will be your punishment." The general would push a button and a TV would descend from the ceiling and show a tape of a prisoner being painfully electrocuted.
"Rule 1. All of you maggots are to be in your room by 9 Pm, NST no exceptions."
"Rule 2. No communication outside of this facility, and you are not allowed to teleport out, portal out or do similar."
"Rule 3. All use of abilities must be cleared with the teachers."
"Rule 4. All previous weapons you have on you are now to be handed over. They will be confiscated until later on."
A bin would rise from the ground to hold the weapons.
"Go ahead, put them all in."
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Not one moved forward to put anything into the bin. After all, they were students preparing for the academy. Three jockeying boys stepped forward for the 'brutal training' eagerly.
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The soldier would nod and push a button. A door to the left of them would open."Go in and get your uniforms you three. As for the rest of you, GET ON WITH THOSE PUSH UPS AND SIT UPS NOW!" The man's voice was a booming baritone as he pushed another button and the bin and TV would descend and he would say. "You are free to furnish the room with money you earn from pop quizzes or athletic events and with furniture you buy from the stores here on the Campus. Each of you is allowed seven hours of leisure time a week. This is not a kiddie game. War will soon happen and you represent the next line of defense for the Zarethian Empire."
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The students immediately set at getting their uniforms on, doing the exercises and etc while the three who volunteered put on their uniforms and waited for the test.
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The three would be led to a room that had a white circle of sorts and a black floor. "Fight. You each will fight each other and your fighting styles will be analyzed here by the highly advanced computers in the room so that flaws in your styles can be corrected and you can be assigned the appropriate combat classes as well. Further, you will be given quizzes on all the school subjects you know and flaws in your education will be corrected." This would be spoken by another person, clad in the uniform of a martial arts instructor of sorts. "Begin now."
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While the others did the push ups the grizzled veteran/general would watch them perform it. "Put more effort into it. " And then he would approach 3 of them. "You three are assigned a different test. Go to the firing range 2 doors down and practice with all the guns there. Find the ones you are best suited to. And come back and tell me which ones you prefer." The firing range door would open from the dorm room into a hall way, and they would have to go to 2 doors down in order to get to the firing range.
"The rest of you will now be subjected to a full comprehensive test on all the school subjects you know."
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The three students turned to one another and the one in the middle stood back, waiting for the others to begin the match.
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The three went to the hall and began to fire using the unfamiliar weapons there.
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The students in the firing range would see solar laser guns, zarethian pulse rifles, regular laser cannons and all sorts of assorted guns from earth as well. Some of the guns were old, while others were not. Also boomerangs or bows and arrows had been laid around the room. This room was meant to be the testing chamber once the VR simulator was complete for ranged combat users. It would gauge accuracy and show a high score of sorts as motivation for them to work past their own records.
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The ones still in the dorm room would be handed a 150 page packet on a test. It covered all Zarethian and Narrikian subjects.
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The Zarethian weapons were obviously the most popular but old projectile weapons like bolt action rifles were pretty accurate as well. The bow, boomerang and other primitive weapons were virtually ignored.
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The ones in the dorm room reluctantly began the test.
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Once the ones had finished, the old veteran would be waiting for them. "Ready for your next test?"
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When the test began, three instructors would enter the room.
"Now, turn in your packets to all three of us. One third of the room will turn in the packets to each instructor. You will be graded and your grades will determine what classes you get put in."
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The sweaty young men nodded. "Bring it." Said the middle one, a bulky red head.
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The students followed their directions, turning the packets in to each of the instructors.
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Two hours later the instructors would return after leaving. Five of the students would be selected to go with one of the instructors and the rest would be divided up among the other two. In the fighting room the general would demand that one of the students attack each other already. Out of the ground in the shooting range would rise an SDT Unit. "I will be your next instructor. Your next lesson will be shooting at moving targets so follow me. We are going outside. Be careful, the wind is a bit extreme even though the place is shielded from it." The droid began to walk towards one of the doors.
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The young men began an organized duel between the three, throws, boxing and the like all being implemented.
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The shooting group took their favorite weapons and followed the droid.
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Several hours later the combat instructor with the three that had started the match would know what he had to work with. "Class dismissed. Return here at 6 Am NST. Each of you will battle me one on one and see how well you hold up." The droid would lead the Zarethian youths to a chamber of sorts and they could see slots to stick the ends of their gun in. These would allow them to shoot at the moving targets outside and would also allow their guns to act as turrets of sorts. The three instructors would say after all their training which mainly consisted of more academic stuff. "Class dismissed until 0600 NST."
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The Zarethians returned to their chambers and collapsed into their beds.
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Later that night an SDT unit would enter their room but something was off about it. The SDT Unit had a virus and that had been not caught. The SDT unit brandished weapons in the room and was about to attack the youths in the room. The SDT unit would need to be damaged and the lights would go on their room and red alert sirens would begin to blare at about midnight. Out of the ground would rise a couple of sets of rapid laser solar gauntlets, two pulse pistols and two powered swords. The rest would have to fight using their fists.
Warning. Infected droid detected.
But little did they know this was a test of team work.
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There were twenty or so recruits in the room, some awoke with frightened yelps, some jumped up in confusion.
Several dived for the weapons as another few pushed over cots to use as cover.
One student, the bulky red head magically pulled the power sword to him and dived for the machine as his comrades from the shooting department firing their pulse pistols in rapid succession.
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After the android was defeated the night would be somewhat peaceful once the bin had opened and sucked the weapons into it for the night. The next morning one of the combat instructors would approach the three that had worked as a team. "You three have climbed up in rank. You are now authorized to be pilots. Let?s take you to your new dorm apart from the others. Also, you now have 5000 salacs on your accounts as a reward for your brave actions last night."
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They cheered and grinned to themselves, following the instructor and planning to buy whatever it was they could get.
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The instructor would lead them down several hall-ways until they came upon a long line of stores and would be told. "When you are done buying up essentials for your new dorm, raise your magical signature and I will know to come find you." The Instructor would then walk off. But little did they know part of this would also be a test. They would have to buy both comfortable and practical furniture that could also be used to make makeshift weapons in case they had another fight like the night before which they very well might.
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The three grinned once again and bought all sorts of things that you'd expect a trio of teenagers would buy. Games and comfortable beds, bedstands and other sorts of furniture were purchased as well. Eventually they remembered to raise their magic level.
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OOC: Why were the K Empire personnel not evacuated? And why are they blowing up the station?
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OOC: 2 reasons.
1. Setus Prime has fallen.
2. The faculty suspect one of the K Empire members to be a traitor. So your Jim or whoever will soon be dead.
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OOC: 1. So? This isn't Setus Prime.
2. They have absolutely no reason for suspicion, this is metagaming.
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OOC: Alright, blow up cancelled...for now.
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When the three had finished buying, the guy would come back but Lucien Dolos would be beside him and had come to a decision about this three. It was time to introduce them to the true purpose of the Wind Storm Academy and not keep it a secret from these chosen three. Plus it would help politically if he were to do so now rather than later on in his life. "Are you three ready to see something no other student here has ever seen before?" asked Lucien as he opened a portal to the secret mecha hangar in the city that not even the teachers knew existed for the most part. Lucien was the only teacher who knew it existed.
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The three students were nervous and shifted their weight around, glancing at one another but they nodded one by one. "Show us what you have to offer." Smirked the red head.
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When they said show what he had to offer Lucien would concentrate and a sphere of energy would engulf him and the three students. They would find themselves in a secret hangar within Ventus Tempestus and so Lucien would go over and pull the tarps off of each of the 9 mechs. Showing the students the mechs Lucien admitted. "First years aren't supposed to know about these?but well given the threat level the Anrufe now pose?.due to the fall of Setus Prime it is our only option. So your assignment is to memorize the schematics, weapons and capabilities each of these has. " Lucien would toss them each data pads with the information on it. "After you have done so I will begin to tutor you and the rest of the Zarethian Class in how to pilot these mechas. You will need to be fast learners, as soon you will be sent on a sort of final exam that will be very dangerous. Setus Prime may have fallen, but it shall rise again in the hands of the Neo Narrikian Empire soon enough."
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The nodded, catching the pads and looking at them. The two beside the red head saluted. "We'll see what we can do." He said, continuing to smirk.
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New uniforms would appear near them identical to the old ones they had worn, but with one difference and that was that these were more advanced than the school uniforms. Lucien believed that in situations where lives could be lost sometimes bending the rules a little could be allowed. The uniforms were also more technological and were in the colors each of the students preferred and styled to their tastes and wants. "These are your new school uniforms you will wear during your sessions with me here which you will not reveal to any of the other teachers. And these should give you a bit more of an advantage than some of the old stuff you use?.so......" A box appeared with three MWCA inside it and Lucien would walk over to each student, open the box and allow them to take one. "Once you put these on there is no going back. You will be going on the Liber Mission should you put these on. I would advise you to think very carefully about whether or not you wish to be involved in freeing Setus Prime from the hands of the Anrufe once and for all."
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After the secret training of the Zarethians had been completed, Lucien would simply teleport away after sending all three to their dorm room so they would be safe. Oddly enough, he would leave them with the memories of the hangar and the mechs, but not of who had been training them. A different guise would be assumed each time he trained them decided Lucien as he teleported away.