[Open Class] BEEN FIGHTING BEARS ON THE MOUNTAIN

[PhiferWolf]

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NAME OF CLASS: BEEN FIGHTING BEARS ON THE MOUNTAIN.
PROFESSOR NAME Malcolm

General information: Malcolm had always been one of those professors who always seem to take things to the extremities; this training session was no exception. Held on a mountain that is located just 5 minutes' walk away from the school, there was also something about fighting bears...

~Image here, I guess~

The Course:
The Garowl Mountains, located just 5 minutes' walk away from the school. Yes, this mountain had always been there; don't question it.

Mechanics:

Phase 1

The climb up the mountain was a really tedious one; it was absolutely freezing, and the strong winds did not help your cause at all. Unless you actually liked the cold, walking to where the training session was supposed to be held was a test in itself...

Note: If your student is cold/frost/ice-based or is used to living is extreme cold, you may skip this phrase and move onto phrase 2! Just leo strut your way up!
Note 2: If your student is heat/fire-based or cold-blooded, you will use 1d8.
Note 3: Everyone else will use a 1d10!

1 : You were frozen on the spot, resembling a live ice sculpture, as you failed to beat the cold; that night, Malcolm would find you and carry you back to your room to thaw out. Shameeeee. Major fail!
2-5 : You almost got there, but unusually strong winds and what was probably an approaching snow storm nearer to the peak forced you to turn back. Fail!
6-10 : You made it! You're tired (and possibly grumpy) but you made it- Hey, where did your clothing go? If you are a boil, you lost either your shirt or your pants to the winds. If you are a ghoul, your clothing had been ripped up pretty badly by the winds. Pass! But at what cost?

Phrase 2

Despite your missing/ruined clothing, you had walked too far to back down. You are a man! A MAN. Or a woman... But you can't spell woman without a MAN. Nearing the ice cave, you could hear faint growling coming from inside as your challenger stepped forward... And give you the grumpiest look known to bear-kind. Hah, what a lousy, weak looking thing...

Note: Roll 2d6 to fight!
-> Subtract 6 if you are Y1, 4 if you are Y2 and 3 if you are Y3/beyond.
-> Example of damage: I am Y2 and I roll a 6. My damage is 6-4=2

< 0 : Bearel practically ravaged you, and you might had screamed loudly like a little ghoul in the process. Fail!
2 - 3 : You managed to land a weak hit, but Bearel managed to get the best of you before escaping back into the cave. Pass!
4 > : You managed to land a strong hit after summoning your inner man, sending Bearel flying back into the cave with tears streaming out of its eyes. I hope you're quite satisfied. Great pass!

Phrase 3

Before you could recover from your encounter with Bearel, you hear even a louder, but more feminine growl coming from within the cave. Soon enough, Bearel's mama stepped out of the cave and made a gesture at you with her tint fists of fury; come at her, bro. Funshine is ready for some fun-time...

Note: Roll 2d6 to fight!
-> Subtract 6 if you are Y1, 4 if you are Y2 and 3 if you are Y3/beyond.
-> Example of damage: I am Y2 and I roll a 6. My damage is 6-4=2

< 1 : Funshine beats the crap out of you, and you couldn't even land a single hit. Shame... So. Much. Shame. Fail!
2 - 4 : You managed to land a weak hit, but Funshine managed to pretty much put lots of tiny fist-shaped bruises on you before collapsing into the snow. Pass!
5 > : You managed to land a strong hit after summoning your inner man, sending Funshine stumbling and face-planting into the snow. You feel a small, pitiable sense of pride. Great pass!

Final phrase

Just as you thought that your training was over, a series of angry-sounding clicking noises came from the direction of the cave. A second later, an adorably white and furry teddy walked out, picked the fallen Funshine up in its arms, and carrying it back into the cave. It then reemerged from the- OH JACK WHAT IS THAT EVEN?!

Note: Roll 2d6 to fight!
-> Subtract 6 if you are Y1, 4 if you are Y2 and 3 if you are Y3/beyond.
-> Example of damage: I am Y2 and I roll a 6. My damage is 6-4=2

< 4 : TeddyWeddy probably beat you senseless and made you scream like a little ghoul while crying for mummy repeatedly. You also feel a sense of shame. Fail!
5-7 : You managed to land a weak hit, but TeddyWeddy had gotten several scratch marks across parts of your body; well, battle scars are cool, right? Even temporary ones? Pass!
8-9 : You managed to land a strong hit after summoning your inner man, causing TeddyWeddy to go back to its original, cute and harmless form. Great pass!

Optional finale

Having proved your worth and strength as a real MAN of MANLINESS, you were allowed into the cave, where a treasure chest was...

Note: This part is completely optional!
Note 2: Roll 1d10 to determine your prize!

1-2 : A pair of socks, decorated with images of Bearel, knitted by Funshine Mama bear herself. You're steal baby Bearel's socks? )8
3-4 : A giant bear suit. Hey, at least it's warm?
5-6 : A delicious pie with a filling that you like! How mysterious!
7-9 : A trophy with the words "I FOUGHT THE 3 BEARS AND LIVED" on it.
10 : A silver seed! Hurray! Please quote "Dragain" with your Minipet sn for your prize!

You stole from three minipets! I hope you feel fantastic about yourself!

Bonus Mechanics:
THIS IS THE WILDERNESS, TOUGH IT OUT. Oh yeah, these minipets are rather oversized, by the way, but still smaller (and cuter) than you... With baby Bearel being almost minipet-sized and papa TeddyWeddy being close to grizzly size!

YOU LOSE/FINISH THIS RP WHEN...

You defeat Teddyweddy and drag your a** back to Amityville. Any less is failure because you are not a MAN.

If you fail, that means you have to START OVER to try again! You may do so in the same thread or a new one if you decide to attempt again at a later date.

 

[PhiferWolf]

SORRY FOR POSTING IN THE WRONG THREAD

Baby

Not less than 0 and it's not a 2 or 3, but gonna consider it a pass...  

[PhiferWolf]

Kicked her butt!  

[PhiferWolf]

heart  

[PhiferWolf]

Attempt 2

There was a class being offered by Professor Malcom, whoever that was. From what he was to gather, it was about going to the mountains and solidifying one’s masculinity as a ‘man’. He rolled his eyes as he read over his notebook of the little that he did write and the possibilities that the class would entail. Probably some sort of fight, as it seemed that many classes had some sort of right or a challenge, and he was not one to turn any sort of challenge down. He will accept defeat and learn from it. He also had written down the word ‘bear’ too, but wasn’t exactly certain of what that was. The mountain that they were supposed to meet at was only a five minute walk from campus, and campus was quite large, in one included all the forest and woods that were surrounding it. The demon never actually traveled to this cold mountain, he rather stay in the wooded areas, but the prospect of seeing minipets that inhabited there was also another reason he was going. His research and observation of minipets have diminished some, he recalled the last thing that he wrote about was about the spiral that he was finding on minis, but lately, there have been a lot more sighting of species he was not familiar with, even new offsprings. He was jealous that students were properly breeding and learning more about the new species, but he hadn’t even attempted. No time. He was taking the time to better himself physically. He’d have to make it up to Fraustus and Aster later…

Looking up the mountain, the wind whipped around, the chill settling into his bones. He raised his head and smiled, it was a welcomed sensation. While his body produced an incredible amount of heat, he enjoyed the cold too, it was a sublime feeling when the cold mixed into his body’s warmth, and the sensation was euphoric and comforting. He took his nice sweet time to reach the top of the mountain where the class was said to be held.

As he reached the summit, there was a cave. A sound deep inside jerked his attention toward the darkness as the growl began to echo from the cave. Out came a bear minipet. The two exchanged their grumpiest of faces. Uru totally won. The bear snarled as he growled and lunged at one another. The two rolled around in the snow. The bear swung down landing a clean blow to the head. With a snarl, Uru kicked it off and sent it flying a short distance. Taking the time to get up, the bear had already fled back into its cave. The demon gave a grunt as he brushed himself off, shaking the flakes from him, huffing in the bear’s direction.  

[PhiferWolf]

Just as he had finished brushing himself off, another growl came from the cave as a treat came from the shadows, a sun on her chest. He cocked a brow at her as she squeaked and gestured to him. It rushed him and he instinctively brought a foot up, catching its chin sending it face planting in the snow. He winced as it landed, giving a small apologetic glance as it whined and scampered back into the den. Oh how he hated that he had hurt a minipet that badly… It was just protecting its baby.  

[PhiferWolf]

A smallish white bear came waddling out with a whining cry as it came to greet and assist the treat. He felt his stomach sink at the sight. They must have been together and he had gone and hurt her. Uru let out a sigh, shaking his head. He shouldn’t be here… how was this a class? The ethical treatment of minipets should look into this… well, if these are considered minipets. Next came a thundering roar and the sounds of footsteps. It wouldn’t have worried him as much if it didn’t sound like it was more than just a pair. When the creature emerged from the den, he was concerned. It was a giant spider-bear, or whatever it was known as. Crouching into position, he raised his fists to defend himself as it let out another roar. It charged at him and he found that trying to punch its thin legs to be pointless as it was a small target and the consequence of trying was a heavy paw to the head. The demon snarled as he leapt up from the ground with raised fists as he delivered heavy blows to the creature’s chest, but it shrugged them off. Apparently his heavy blows were considered light to this one. He snarled to himself as he dodged and rolled, but catching a paw to the side to that sent him into a wall. With a roar, he charged forth, him and the bear catching each other’s hands.

Uru snarled as he threw the bear against the wall where it stayed at last. Standing, he looked down to his torn shirt and grumbled. This was the stupidest thing he has ever done to prove how man he was.