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srwug_alpha_rp2013-09-09 07:53 pm
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[10] To Step it Up: the Hallowed Time of Training that is called a Montage!
[Post-dated to 'Teopan' mission.]
[1]
On the general comm channel, Matthew suddenly pops up on live video, standing in front of a bulkhead, hands clasped behind his back like some kind of statesmen.
"My fellow comrades of the White Chalice! We have persevered through toil, loss, and danger, fighting bitter, powerful foes to both life and the earth itself. And we have triumphed over them!"
He fixes the hypothetical viewer with a Serious Glance!™
"However! All the evidence we have–including a few prophetic visions–hints at far greater battles to come, struggles that shall test the limits of our minds, bodies, and spirits! Therefore, to strengthen ourselves for the future, I propose we gather together in the spirit of camaraderie–"
He swivels the camera about to reveal the gym he's standing in: weights, practice weapons, and a table with snacks and water bottles are arranged around each other. A simple red banner with no adornments (or inspirational platitudes) hangs from the ceiling.
"–for a Group Training Festival!" He declares, clenching a fist.
[2] (Open to Everything)
Matthew stands by to greet all attendees to his half-baked 'Training Festival', hands resting on a bokken cane-style, grinning eerily.
"Welcome comrades, to this gathering of training! Do you wish to hone your body, your mind, or your aptitude at teamwork?"
[3]
[Do you have a nice montage scene in your head? Then put it here, along with any snazzy music you like!]
[1]
On the general comm channel, Matthew suddenly pops up on live video, standing in front of a bulkhead, hands clasped behind his back like some kind of statesmen.
"My fellow comrades of the White Chalice! We have persevered through toil, loss, and danger, fighting bitter, powerful foes to both life and the earth itself. And we have triumphed over them!"
He fixes the hypothetical viewer with a Serious Glance!™
"However! All the evidence we have–including a few prophetic visions–hints at far greater battles to come, struggles that shall test the limits of our minds, bodies, and spirits! Therefore, to strengthen ourselves for the future, I propose we gather together in the spirit of camaraderie–"
He swivels the camera about to reveal the gym he's standing in: weights, practice weapons, and a table with snacks and water bottles are arranged around each other. A simple red banner with no adornments (or inspirational platitudes) hangs from the ceiling.
"–for a Group Training Festival!" He declares, clenching a fist.
[2] (Open to Everything)
Matthew stands by to greet all attendees to his half-baked 'Training Festival', hands resting on a bokken cane-style, grinning eerily.
"Welcome comrades, to this gathering of training! Do you wish to hone your body, your mind, or your aptitude at teamwork?"
[3]
[Do you have a nice montage scene in your head? Then put it here, along with any snazzy music you like!]