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Post by Feenixfire Lockheart on Mar 26, 2015 9:09:47 GMT
(( This is for everyone else that isn't part of the Academy as I do not recall seeing a Training room thread in the normal base. ))
This room is the place to go for combat training lessons or free-time practicing and sparring. This place is filled with targets, dummies, and virtual simulator for any combat situation needed, this place also contains a number of training weapons and various hologram decepticon types. This is way more advanced than the one found in the Academy and as such is not open to students.
Rules:
NO FIGHTING TO THE DEATH! No destroying the place. RP rules apply.
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Three levels of virtual simulation type.
Rookie: Everything is easy and ammo and health packs are everywhere.
Captain:
Commander:
Hidden setting.... ARE YOU FRAGGING NUTS!?!
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Post by Short Stack on Apr 4, 2015 19:46:32 GMT
Short walks into the room, turning to await Targix. He had some basic weapons training planned.
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Post by Supernova Mavrix on Apr 4, 2015 19:54:07 GMT
*Targix walked into the training suite.*
I have totally gotta explore this place some more.
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Post by Short Stack on Apr 4, 2015 19:57:31 GMT
Short: We both do. Now, do you know how to use a staff, hammer, axe, sword, escrimas, or rapiers?
Short picked up one of each weapons stated, save for the last, which he already had, and laid them out on the floor.
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Post by Supernova Mavrix on Apr 4, 2015 19:59:23 GMT
Sword all the way.
*Targix says. Grinning.*
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Post by Short Stack on Apr 4, 2015 20:03:06 GMT
Short draws his katana off his hip, and slides a sword to Targix. He brandishes his weapon at Targix an smirks.
Short: Show me what you know.
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Post by Supernova Mavrix on Apr 4, 2015 20:04:39 GMT
*Targix picks up his sword, running at him and going to strike him.*
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Post by Short Stack on Apr 4, 2015 20:12:19 GMT
Short grinned and acted, putting the part of his blade near the hilt at the top of Targix's blade, then forcing it to the side, and spinning to strike his legs, stopping just before and harm was done.
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Post by Supernova Mavrix on Apr 4, 2015 20:31:20 GMT
Wow.
*Targix says, chuckling a little at his own mistake.*
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Post by Short Stack on Apr 4, 2015 20:44:16 GMT
Short laughs.
Short: It's called a parry. I use it for one of my techniques and it's used for countering and blocking, would you like to learn it?
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Post by Supernova Mavrix on Apr 5, 2015 8:14:20 GMT
Yeah, I'm always open to new things!
*Targix says, smirking.*
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Post by Short Stack on Apr 5, 2015 15:01:40 GMT
Short laughed and stuck out his sword. He pointed at the part of Targix's blade near the hilt, and then to the end of his sword.
Short: Take that part of the blade, and put it here.
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Post by Supernova Mavrix on Apr 5, 2015 16:11:54 GMT
*Targix then remembers what Short did to him and mimics the exact same move.*
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Post by Short Stack on Apr 5, 2015 16:18:47 GMT
Short jumps up to avoid the slash at his legs and smiles.
Short: Good job. Now, here, use this.
Short tosses Targix a Rapier.
Short:It's best for parrying and thrusting.
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Post by Supernova Mavrix on Apr 5, 2015 21:52:46 GMT
*Targix begins thrusting the blade a few times.*
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Post by Short Stack on Apr 5, 2015 21:58:27 GMT
Short nods.
Short: Yep, that's it.
A notification flashed onto Short's HUD. He was accepted into the academy.
Short: Hey, I gotta go do something, would you like to come with me?
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Post by Supernova Mavrix on Apr 5, 2015 22:21:35 GMT
Sure dude.
*Targix says, smiling.*
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Post by Short Stack on Apr 5, 2015 22:23:19 GMT
Short: Right, let's go, and bring the rapier, there's a training room there too.
Short headed off towards the apartments.
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Post by Hex on Apr 22, 2015 16:58:52 GMT
A crimson figure enters, a tense body as he walks over to a metal punching bag. You shouldn't have seen me like that Sephyr Soul-Flare thought to himself as his appearance shifted into his battle-forme, sleek plating moving round his body until they settled in a streamlined yet strong form. He swung at the punching bag, hard, scratching the metal on both the bag and his knuckls. You can't see the hate he thought again. He swung with his left hand this time, hooking the bag and sending it swinging carelessly to and fro. You deserve better! He jabbed the bag with such a forceful punch that you could hear the mechanics in his hand buckle and crack, a small amount of energon splattering on the bag as some of the tubing broke. I'm sorry darling, I just couldn't help it. He kept at at the bag, each hit a deafening crunch or screech, a thin trail of energon dripping down his servo to his elbow, where it descended to the floor. The armour on his knuckles was greyed out with scratches, dents cracks. He sped up, coating the side of the bag facing him with more of his energon. One more swing of his left and he shifted his whole body back, preparing for a final blow. He lunged forwards with his right fist in front, knocking the bag down off of it's supports, whilst a deep crack echoed out from this hand. The momentum made him stumble forward, and he grabbed his wrist. His greyed out, energon soaked hand jerking with spasms as the internal mechanics died. He muttered quietly to himself. "I could 'ave saved you... you and your mother."
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Post by RoundUp on Aug 17, 2015 2:04:15 GMT
In one of the training halls, the door slides open revealling Round Up, the brown ranger mech, his minicon Deputy and Whitewash.
This is where we train, its got everything anyone could ask for.
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