[Open Class] IT'S A BEAR (West v. Bears)

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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...

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.

 

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West had heard a rumor, a terribly interesting rumor about bears in the Garowl Mountains. If this rumor proved true, the demon promised himself he would fight them all until they screamed for mercy. He didn't know if bears screamed normally, but these bears would. Once he had bested his hairy foes, that snowy peak would be a permanent house of pain.  

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He didn't bother bringing anything along with him. How hard could walking up a mountain be? There was a path, right?

West pressed forward despite the chill, crossing his arms across his chest when he felt the urge to shiver.

He would not give up, he would not give up, he would...

Yeah, he was giving up.

Eventually, the wind buffeted him so hard that he was knocked to the ground. It was time to go home, but he would be back. Oh yes, he would be back.

(( Phase 1 fail! ))  

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attempt number two

 

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West was back the next day. He had brought a heavy jacket with him this time, but it wasn't enough.  

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"I'ave no idea, man," the wrath demon muttered into his eyePhone. "Dont'cha usu'ly jus' do whatever? I dunno what gets starched'r not." His pace slowed, body hampered by the freezing cold and biting winds.

"If y'mess'em up I jus' won't pay ya, how 'bout that?" The last time West had sent a shirt to be dry cleaned had been when he was thirteen. They could hardly expect him to remember how it had been done. Wasn't that their job anywa...

He froze right in the middle of that thought.

(( Phase 1 fail! ))  

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attempt number three

 

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He knew that after every failed attempt at climbing this mountain, he should have had an even greater desire to conquer it. West thought he did. That didn't explain why he hadn't brought a coat again.  

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Once he reached the snowy path, West managed to make more of an effort. He grit his teeth and clenched his fists and stomped up that mountain path until he couldn't stomp no more. Then he turned and trudged back to his dorm.

(( Phase 1 fail! ))  

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attempt number four

 

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No one would ever know why he had failed to bring a coat again. This time, however, its lack didn't seem to deter West in the slightest. He trekked right up that mountainside, turning to survey his progress with his hands on his hips and a thoroughly manly feeling in his chest. Which was no longer covered by his shirt.

What the ********/>(( Phase 1 pass! ))  

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Normally, he would have turned right back around upon suddenly finding himself halfway to an ice cave with no shirt on, but since there was no one around and he was feeling sort of accomplished at this point (and still manly), West continued on, ducking into the cave when he heard disgruntled muttering coming from inside. This was supposed to be a challenge of some sort, after all, and there was nothing challenging about avoiding questionable noises.

The cave was lit wit the faint blue glow of daylight streaming through layers of ice, and West could just make out a familiar scarf up ahead. Was that... Arel?

West continued his approach, planting his feet stubbornly when he saw that his opponent wasn't the school secretary. No, it was a bear.

Launching himself forward, West caught the Arel-bear in its muzzle. The creature let out a despondent moan, clutching its face in its paws before lumbering away.

West 1; Bears 0

(( Phase 2 pass! ))  

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The first bear wasn't even out of his sight before West noticed the second. It was slightly larger than Arel-bear, and a bit more disgruntled.

"C'mon then!" he shouted into the semi-darkness. "Whatter y'waitin' for!"

He ran ahead, pummeling the overly large treat for all he was worth. It was a good fight.

(( Phase 3 pass! ))  

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He raised his hands above his head once the second bear had fled, stretching more than celebrating. All was quiet for quite a while, and the demon began to feel a little cheated. Was that it? He didn't think he'd learned anything more than the fact that the mountains were even colder than usual when one wasn't wearing a shirt. He was just about to turn and make his way back down to school when he noticed a surprisingly loud skittering sound coming from deeper within the cave. This time, he wasn't going in after whatever it was. If it wanted to fight him, it would have to come out here.

Several minutes later, West's new challenger had arrived. It scrambled toward him, its snapping mandibles barely missing his head as he ducked. West kicked out a foot, trying to topple a couple of its legs. He managed to make the spider-bear stumble, but that was all he could do before it struck, poking its insistent little feet into his torso as it lifted him bodily and tossed him out of the cave.

(( Phase 4 fail! ))