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| Kaijin Surohm Posts: 442/1852 |
you are not authorised to train anyone, Reno. Do not make another thread involving training... For any reason. |
| Reno Posts: 22/41 |
OOC: This is a Training Facility for potential or new Shin-Ra members, those who wish to hone their skills, or brush up on their RPing/Simming knowledge.
Lesson One, setting. Pay attention, detailing the setting may not seem very important, but there are advantages and disadvantages to having the choice of an area. If you choose well, you can include hazards, and safe areas, depending on your style, method of attack, and the general overtone of the battle, some may choose a forest in the middle of nowhere, while others could prefer an urban, or metropolitian area with NPC's flooding the area. IC: It was a crisp July morning, and the sun was out, there wasn't a cloud to be seen in the skies above, the new Shin-Ra Outpost bustled with activity, new ARMS recruits were going through various drills and battle exercises while SASC mechanics working on damaged ARMSlave units. Company executives, and representives could be seen here and there, surveying the operation, observing the form and moral of the men. The Outpost Complex was spread out over 4 or 5 kilometers, with buildings both on the surface and underground, the Command Center, and the Construction Yard were located above ground, those buildings having been the first constructed apon arrival. Reno slept in the Command Center again, at his desk as usual, he was always up late, drinking and planning, planning and drinking, his job was never done, whether he be awake or asleep. He was snoring, face buried in a pile of paper work, an empty bottle of Chivas Regal still clutched in one hand. "Oooooh... Tifa... Ha ha ha ha..." Muttered the sleeping CEO, his dreams obviously taking a turn for the perverted, but, surely, he'd be quite easily roused from his drunken slumber, should someone choose to wake him. |
