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 Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2011 1:00 pm
 It was late in the morning on the day of the scheduled bruteball tryouts, but fog still rolled in ominous banks across the grey turf. The grass had been freshly painted, delineating the field, and the goal posts at either end loomed out of the floating mist, silhouetted by the weak October sun. A large track looped around the athletic field, and bruteball equipment was already lined up in one of the endzones. Someone had just recently brought out a large, twitching crate full of snarling bruteballs and set it on the dewy grass, and the beasts caged within it were doing their best to overturn their prison and free themselves into the morning for more sinister, bitey activities. There was a table set up with a sign that read “BRUTEBALL TRYOUTS TODAY”, behind which lay bruteball pads in every size in variety to suit any prospective player.
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Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2011 1:04 pm
How Bruteball works
Stats
Stats work kinda like this -- the more you rp, the better you are, the better your student is, and the better chance they have of doing better in games. Your stats determine the success rate of your throws, runs and tackles, making rolling the dice far more interesting than a flat-rate roll!
Custom stats are given upon joining team based on body type. Stat points can be earned via practice RPs – team practices earn you 2 stat points, personal rps must be reviewed by Nata or Lei first, and are worth 1. We plan on having at least one practice each week, probably spanning the entire week, and while it is NOT mandatory for your student to show up, if someone wants to contest your position and have better stats, you may be bumped down to a different position. Also, while there is a limit to the best stats you can get in terms of dice-stats, for the same reason as above it is worthwhile to keep earning points – if you want to keep your position, you have to keep being the best!
Example
Nuk (human) .........................Nuk (wolf)
Strength: III..................................III
Speed: II......................................III
Throw: II.......................................x
Strength (Tackle)
Speed (Run)
Throw
MECHANICS
--Players move first (ten minute phase)
All players choose between run, tackle, throw (or, if you have a second form, transform)
Run – attempt to run north, east/west, or diagonal – Roll, if higher than tackler, success.
Tackle – roll dice to see success, if higher than runner/thrower, success
Throw – roll dice to see success
Transform – no dice, takes one turn. Only applicable to students who have two forms.
--Other team moves 2nd (NPCs)
--Results
If tackled w/o ball, try again
If tackled w ball, other team has ball
If not tackled, successful run/throw
Games are time-based, lasting 2 hours, and are every weekend (although you do not HAVE to attend every game). Team with most points wins.
Field is seven blocks high, two wide. At the start of the game, players start in the fourth/middle block. Image to come.
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Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2011 8:02 pm
How Tryouts Work
ANYONE may show up and try out! And everyone who tries out will be guaranteed a position! It may not be the one you asked for, but you WILL be on the team! And if you work hard enough, you may very well get the spot you want sooner or later! <3
Sunday (NOW - 12AM MIDNIGHT EST) -- FREE-FOR-ALL WARM UP
Please introduce your character coming onto the field and starting to stretch! All characters are free to talk amongst themselves for this time, get to know your future teammates!
Monday - Tuesday (Ends Tuesday evening, approx 10pm EST) -- SHOW YOUR STUFF
Nuk and/or Altair will come onto the field, and ask for you all to line up to try out! There will be no particular order here, simply write an rp post with your character showing their stuff, be it running and/or throwing and/or tackling! (Please do not tackle the captains.) In that post, you will be asked to have somewhere in your post your character saying their NAME, WHAT POSITION THEY'RE TRYING FOR, AND WHAT STAT THEY THINK IS THEIR STRONGEST. Please post this in bold!
After you're done, feel free to stick around and have them watch, or feel free not to post, it's up to you!
NOTE: You may not get the position you want! This is NOT first come first serve, this is all based on IC reasons. Please see the Bruteball Club Thread for all stipulations <3
Tuesday evening or Wednesday morning (Approx 10pm or 9am EST) -- ANNOUCEMENTS!
We'll be announcing who will be playing what position and what your custom stats are on Monday! Players are welcome to post reactions, talking with their friends, etc!
Wednesday through Saturday - FIRST PRACTICE!
Practice will be an ORP that you may post in to have your character beef up and get two more stat points! Practices will be held weekly and will NOT be mandatory. There will be a schedule in the bruteball thread that will be linked here asap!
AS A NOTE, PEOPLE MAY SHOW UP LATE/AT ANY TIME DURING THIS PRACTICE TO TRY OUT! If you miss this tryout, do not fear! You may contact Lei or Nata via PM to set up a private tryout <3
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Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2011 8:18 pm
Team Cut
(To be updated Monday!)
These are not the only positions that will be available. For now, we are merely scoping out to see how many people apply before we put up more positions! Remember, everyone will get a spot!
Quarterback --- Nukpana
Center --- Altair
Offensive Guard/Tackle ---
Wide Receiver --
Runningback ---
Defensive Tackle ---
Linebacker ---
Safety ---
Towel Boy ---
Mascot ---
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Interesting Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2011 9:26 pm
Although it was already mid-morning, for once Nukpana had been up before the bright pumpkin sun had risen over the trees lining the border's of Amityville's campus, having long since sauntered out the doors of the Monster dorm before the first splashes of crimson had touched the field. Unusual, for him -- to any who knew the skinwalker, sleeping in was one of his favorite activities, especially if he'd had it rough the night before. There were far too many times where someone had had to come to his dorm to wake him up for class, to the point where it had to become a routine schedule just to keep him from being held back a year. (He had just barely made it. Just barely.) But on this morning, there was something different about the way he ambled onto the field like he owned it, actually wearing a tight black shirt under the dark pelt that was always draped over his shoulders. That was probably because at least for the time being, he did.
Or, he half-did.
"Hey, did you grab the helmets?"
There might have been the slightest bit of tension in his voice as Nuk looked over his shoulder for the incubus who would be sharing his captaincy, the urge to add some sort of snide name at the end rising in his throat before he shoved it down forcibly. Still, he couldn't keep the smirk off his face, a borderline sneer that was almost affectionate. Although they still didn't always see eye to eye, especially when it came to who was stronger of the two of them, they had formed an unlikely friendship between them, one that was laced with threats and assault on a regular bases. Even now, there was a visible tightening in Nuk's muscles as he contemplated whether or not to go shove the demon, rippling under tanned, tattooed skin. In the end, however, he shrugged it off, rolling his shoulders and cracking his neck before reaching in to grab one of the bruteballs, giving it a rough slam into the crate to stop it from biting him right-off.
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Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2011 9:43 pm
Altair had slept late, as per usual, and in contrast to the skinwalker. He didn't regret it for a moment either, preferring to live his life slowly, and this was no different. Then again, the skinwalker was an Animal-- ahem, Monster-- so it was only to be expected that he needed a little more physical activity. Then again, he couldn't say much at this point, as Nukpana had graduated a year and he himself had not, a testament to his laziness.
Still, the incubus managed to be out there at the bruteball field, though the hour was wearing on towards noon. The demon was already decked out in a bruteball jersey, hair brushed back to expose curling horns that were clearly intended for use-- this was a contact sport after all. He was hauling a mesh bag stuffed so full of helmets that its bulk formed a hump over his shoulder.
He glanced up as he heard Nuk's voice, narrowing his golden eyes, ears flicking back. It was difficult to miss his distaste for the monster with that glance, and similarly Nuk's irritation towards him. Yet for all of their overtures of aggression they seemed to get along well enough. One would hope, for the sake of the bruteball team.
"Yeah, yeah. I have them," Altair answered, glancing over at the skinwalker as he heard him slam a bruteball to stun it, swinging the sack down to drop it heavily on top of the table, fishing one out and throwing it at the back of Nuk's head just to be a d**k. It was too much fun provoking Nuk, when his emotions were so unrestrained and his responses so amusing. And since none of their hapless recruits had arrived yet, he was even less inclined to be scrupulous.
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Interesting Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2011 10:02 pm
Nuk twisted a little to catch the helmet as it hurtled towards his head, fingers curling into the wire facemask before letting his arm drop to the side, clearly smug as he smirked at the incubus. "Is that all you got? Better watch yourself Incubus, one-a these newblets might replace you, 'n I'll get myself a new, better Center," he snickered, twisting his body a little further to toss the now-snarling bruteball back at him, just to be an a**. What could he say, old habits died hard. Crossing the short expanse of grey-green grass, the skinwalker bent to crouch by the bag of helmets, looking through them for a few moments before straightening again, tossing the one Altair has thrown at him onto the grass haphazardly, kicking over the bag to let them spill over next to the pads they had brought out.
"'Least we won't need to lug all this gear around all the time. I give it two practices before not one needs it anymore... jack, at least I HOPE."
Planting a palm firmly on the table, he grinned, resting his weight heavily against it.
"For their sake. 'Cause they're not leavin the field until practice is over."
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Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2011 10:33 pm
Finally, the day that Bul had been waiting for. The start of the season of bruteball that he aimed to make his greatest feat at Amityville Academy since actually getting enrolled. There was no pussyfooting around, no coming to tryouts unprepared, Bul had his game gear ready whatever that meant.
Jogging down the hall, leaping in bounds over fountains and even some ironworked fence Bul came storming down the field towards the supply booth in which Altair and Nuk were waiting for their army of heavy sweating boils (and perhaps a couple tough ghouls) to get their s**t rocked.
"Aw ******** yeah guys I am stoked for this you have no ******** idea!" he shouted to the two as he approached. "You've got me even if you don't need me so.." he smirked and began to stretch some. "How big of a turnout are you expecting?" he asked curiously.
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Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2011 10:47 pm
Danny blinked a few times, a little weary from having to wake up differently from her normal schedule. Still, she only need a moment to clear away the fog, as her excitement quickly took its place. This was bruteball tryouts! Her first sport!
She hoped she would make some sort of position. She didn't even want to be the quarterback or some fancy position like that. She just wanted to run and catch a ball. Surprisingly (or maybe not so surprisingly) sports were one of the only things that Danny could really capture and comprehend. You could sit there and explain Mozart to her for a half hour, and get the same results of explaining tennis to her in 10 seconds.
It looked like Bul and Nuk were already there! Along with a boil she didn't know ... no matter, she would know him soon enough right? As soon as she arrived on the scene, Danny knew she was going to have fun.
"Hi Bul! Hi Skinwalker Nuk!" she said cheerfully. Danny was rather proud of her memory skills with that one. Looking at the other boil, she followed up with, "Oh and uhm. Hi there pretty boil." What? He was pretty. She didn't mean it insultingly in the least- she was just stating a fact.
Yes, Danny was more than a little excited for these tryouts. Who cared if she made it or not? She would still go to the games and what not. Of course- that wasn't the point right? Danny was optimistic as ever. She was going to pidgeon these try outs.
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Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2011 11:03 pm
As soon as the date for Brute Ball tryouts had been posted, Hel was sure to make sure she had absolutely nothing going on that day. Thus, when the day finally arrived, the reaper made it a point to be there as bright and early as possible! The two toned ghoul marched on over to the field, grinning widely as she caught sight of a few boils and a ghoul there already. Oh! There was Nukpana from the campaign booth, and then Bul she recognized from class, though she hadn’t been formally introduced to him yet, Danny from class as well, and then another boil she didn’t know.
“Greetings, friends!” She called out as she approached and her grin widened as she then placed her hands on her hips. “I hope you are all well and ready for today!”
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Interesting Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2011 12:09 am
It did not come as a surprise to the skinwalker when the first to show up was the redheaded dino-boil both he and Altair had grown to know quite well over the course of the last few months. Bul's enthusiasm was one that matched if not surpassed both his and the incubus' both, something which both captains appreciated greatly. It helped that he also seemed built for running, something he showed off now as he raced towards the field, powerful legs giving the boil great speed and momentum as he leaped over whatever stood in his way. As Nuk caught the first flicker of movement in the corner of his molten gold eyes, the skinwalker paused for a second to watch Bul's approach, grinning as he launched himself over the fence towards them, pleased by the display -- if he could leap over that, the other team wouldn't stand a chance.
Pushing off the table, Nuk took a few amiable steps towards the incoming boil, snickering and reaching out to grab onto Bul's shoulder pads to shake him in a friendly manner. "Don't need you? You kidding, you're replacing this jerkoff," Nuk replied, nudging his head towards Altair with a smirk, "Hell, you run like that in games, we won't need the rest of the team." Letting go of the pads, the skinwalker gave him another clap on the back before letting Bul get back to stretching, leaning back against the table again. "Dunno about the turn out though -- hoping for a big team so we can crush the competition. I know there are at least a few interested, Chris being one of them, although I dunno when they're showing up."
Speak of the devil, within a few minutes a few more people began to trickle in, the first of which behind that ghoul who had seen Nuk dancing by his booth not a few days previous. He was almost as surprised now as he was then, and for a second he wondered if perhaps she was just coming over to say hi, his own hand lifting a little in greeting as she wandered over. But no, as the seconds rolled by, it became more and more obvious that Danny (that was her name, right? He couldn't remember...) was definitely here for the show, something that he took into consideration for a few seconds before shrugging with a grin, deeming that to be preferred outcome. She seemed like a tough little thing (or little compared to him, anyway) and she'd have to prove herself on the field regardless. If she could take a hit, he'd welcome her and any other ghoul who was interested.
Besides... she had just called Altair 'pretty.' That was pretty win in his book. "Yo, Danny," he replied with a snicker, waving to her with an amused grin, "You tryin' out? Go ahead and get stretched out, we gotta wait for some of the other stragglers."
Speaking of stragglers, or rather the opposite, it seemed that not only had another ghoul showed up, but he knew this one as well, the valkyrie earning herself another grin as Nuk lifted his eyebrows, waving her over as well. "Heeey, it's Itty Bitty's friend. The ghoul who's amazin just the way she is~" he teased a little, pleased by her enthusiastic attitude. That was always welcome as well. "I hope so too, this ain't no bunny sport, I hope you all are ready to kick some grass and move some a**~"
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2011 12:33 am
Bul was flattered Nuk was adamant about throwing him on the team but if paintball was anything to go by he would be a slightly less adequate choice fora sport that may need a good aim. Either way the boil was good at running and running and running and-
As two ghouls approached Bul instinctively assumed the worst he could. That they might've been fearleaders. Nuk addressing them saved him the horrible embarrassment of stepping on their toes. "Hello ladies." Danny he recognized but Hel he'd only caught glimpse of.
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2011 1:22 am
Petro had been eager for Bruteball Tryouts. Ever since he saw the booth during Open House, he knew he wanted to give the club a shot. He recognized most of the students present, Nuk and Altair obviously for having managed the booth and being the team's leaders. It was good for Tro to identify whom to defer to in the future. Of course, with two leaders, the horse boil was going to end up siding with the skinwalker, if only because of his experience in Christmas Town.
"Y' got room for one more interested?" Petro asked Nuk with a grin, his thumb gesturing to his bare chest.
From the corner of his eye, he spotted Bul, and the tikbalang gave the monster boil a friendly grin, remembering the brief chase during Open House. And there was a ghoul, huh, she looked familiar, but no particular memory quite jumped out at him. Maybe later, he'd remember the fire demon from Savage's Class.
"'M not surprised to find y' here, Hel!" Petro chuckled. And really, he wasn't. The reaper ghoul was damn formidable and he didn't doubt she'd make the cut.
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2011 4:51 am
Jove hadn't been up early the morning of bruteball tryouts. He had simply not gone to sleep the night before, not daring to miss what could be his chance to play games, have fun, and show everyone that he wasn't just a little kid. His brother had tried to convince him not to go, but that had just made the stubborn pup all the more determined to go show what he was made of. And hope it wasn't just fluff after all.
He showed up on the field with an energetic step, skirting around Altair with distaste before standing next to Bul. He didn't really know any of the other students who had shown up yet, so until Seiji or Demi showed up to play, the monster would find himself with a fluffy little shadow.
The pup simply wagged his tail in greeting, his perked ears betraying his eagerness.
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2011 7:23 am
No time for breakfast!
Damien greeted this dawn with a energetic yell of excitement, it brought the dawn of bruteball tryouts. And he couldn't wait to hit the field and have some old fashioned boil fun. With all the classes and clubs as of late, he was feeling antsy and needed to release all the stress that came along with such trials.
The hellhound ran through the campus with his duffel bag in tow all the way to the field and whirled around Bul and gave Jove a playful half assed tackle to his shoulder. "Touchdown!" the hyper dog screamed and flicked his tail around at all the students that already arrived.
This was going to be such a fun club. "Morning everyone!" he said in greeting to Danny, Hel, Bul and Jove.
The Horse boil was a new sight for him. But it still didn't excuse him from being friendly, so the green eared boil gave him a wave and approached boil that was standing with Nuk. "Quite a turnout we got going on here." he barked out happily.
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