Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26130256-20150502044323/@comment-26130256-20160606063640

"After you've partnered up, make your way to the northern end of the forest. You will meet opposition along the way. Do not hesitate to destroy everything in your path... or you will die."

For at least the third time since Ozpin began speaking, Azulius checked the pockets of his suit and trenchcoat, making sure all the ammo he brought was still in place. While Roaring Moxie's design was somewhat old-fashioned, she could burn through ammo with the best of them. Better to not run out. So engrossed he was in checking his ammo and planning a landing strategy through the forest that he didn't hear anything else the headmaster said until the words "Take your positions."

The spring launched, and Azzie was flying through the air, his trench billowing like majestic blue wings. Which didn't fit very well with his confused screaming.

Okay, ace, let's think, he spoke to himself. ''Way high up, ground is coming fast, I need something to slow my fall before I become a chunky paste on a tree branch. Maybe my Gravity Dust ammo can help...''

The magician quickly switched Moxie's ammo for a box of dark purple Dust rounds. By shooting small bursts at a time, he was able to slow himself down, and drop the last thirty feet safely...

Except for his coat getting caught on a tree branch and nearly strangling him. With several very painful noises, Azulius freed himself and landed in a heap on terra firma.

"Sure hope nobody saw that," he wondered out loud, dusting off his beloved SMG. "Now, should I run around and find a partner first, or start heading north and find somebody along the way?" As he spoke, a Creep walked out of a nearby bush. It roared loudly before Azzie transformed his weapon and stabbed the Grimm through the skull.

"Nobody asked you.  Go north it is."