Assault Course {apprentice +} — Boot Camp

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    The boot camp master post can be found here. It is suggested that you check this thread prior to posting, though there will be an explanation for this event provided.


    For those participating in the tornament, points will be made available. All of those participating are able to claim 20 points, whilst the winning character can claim 100 points. Please make sure you claim these points in the tournament masterpost, or they may not count!


    A badge may also be made for the winner of this event.


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    Explaination


    Please make sure you read this thoroughly prior to posting. Questions can either be asked in this thread or sent via PM to Katya (please don't PM me via my sub-account, as I don't tend to check it as frequently). Keep in mind that posts may not count toward your total unless they involve in character text.


    Characters will be sorted into teams of three and must then work together to get through the assault course. After your characters have been paired together, all members must make at least three posts of 100 words or more. Throughout this assault course, there will be different obstacles that the team must have to overcome.


    NPC HawkClan members will outline the assault course's path along with acting as lifeguards in the swimming section of the course.


    Obstacles:
    1. Tree stumps that participants must weave through.
    2. Swimming through a river found within the middle of the territory.
    3. Crabs being controlled by NPCs via telepathy.
    Each member must catch at least one crab in order for the group to win.


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    Egretstar herself would not be participating in the event. Instead, she would be left to organise teams. Alongside this, the vulture would be watching the event from the air. Ensuring that those helping her would be dealing with anyone who stepped out of line. More importantly, ensuring that nobody got hurt. Hopefully, everyone would prioritise their health over winning a simple event.


    Having already informed everyone interested in participating of where to meet her, the vulture would wait. Silent, with her single working ocular focusing upon the course not far from where she was.

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    Sel came over in a track post, planning on participating.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=#8DA2A2; border: 2px solid #426969; border-top: none; padding: 4px; width: 441px; margin-top: -3px; color: #355656; font-size: 8pt;]It didn't take long for Splitsecond to arrive, taking a seat somewhat near the others. She would indeed be participating, thinking that this would be a good time to test her physical prowess... this was of course, the apprentice assault course, but she wasn't too sure they actually had any apprentices. A few kits, a few more warriors, but apprentices... they seemed to be at a bit of an impasse there. Hopefully one of the clans had some... though it wasn't just apprentices that could participate, it was apprentices and older.


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    sehun would approach with eyes slightly narrowed. his team work skills certianly weren't as sharp as they used to be, back when he played volleyball with iwaizumi, mattsun and makki. jeez, he missed those idiots from seijō. he'd make do. the japanese-korean male took a seat nearby, eyes scanning over everyone who had gathered. eh. he didn't really mind working with anyone there.
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