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Armads the Doom Bringer rolled 1 20-sided dice:
13
Total: 13 (1-20)
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 Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 1:40 pm
19-2 =17. Success!
As he kept running through the training facility, Tai Wei continued to focus less on the running itself, and more on the mental effort required to keep himself mobile at this point. While he hated to admit it, he had to fight his body more than he had to fight anything else to maintain movement. Otherwise he'd never manage to keep moving and finish this training session. He never really liked having to do that, and perhaps he'd have to work as hard as he could in order to do anything. Tai Wei just hoped that in the end all this training and pain paid off, or he'd feel really stupid when he was rotting in hell from killing his father.
Running
1d20+Con Mod
DC: 8
7/10
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Armads the Doom Bringer rolled 1 20-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 1:47 pm
13-2 = 11. Success!
As Tai Wei kept running, he found that it was slowly getting somewhat easier. It still wasn't easy; but it also wasn't getting harder yet. Of course, he just wanted to get it over with already. He hated being stuck in what seemed to be an endless loop of minor successes followed by failures that caused him to be suck in painful breaks that kept him from being done. Right now, Tai Wei really just wanted to be done so he could move on and continue with his ninja training. There was so much training to be done, and so little time to do it. Tomorrow he'd be stuck in the academy doing who knows what, and he only had a prayer that he'd survive.
Running
1d20+Con Mod
DC: 8
8/10
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Armads the Doom Bringer rolled 1 20-sided dice:
10
Total: 10 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 1:50 pm
2-2 = 0. Failure.
Yet again he found himself collapsed in weakness. Tai Wei was starting to feel like this was clockwork with how often he was experiencing it. He wasn't exactly good at what he was doing, nor was he exactly good at keeping up the pace. He knew that ninja work would be hard, but this was something that was meant to be rather easy as opposed to being really difficult. He didn't even know if he was going to be able to finish this, but he had already vowed to even if his legs fell off. There was no turning back now after all he'd done thus far. Tai Wei sighed and got back to work, hoping that one day he wouldn't be nearly this worthless.
Running
1d20+Con Mod
DC: 8
8/10
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Armads the Doom Bringer rolled 1 20-sided dice:
20
Total: 20 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 1:54 pm
10-2 = 8. Success.
Now he was really in the home stretch. Tai Wei could feel that he was very close to being done, and very close to being able to move on to even more training. Time was a wasting, and he wasn't exactly going to willingly waste good training time. If he did, he wouldn't even be a ninja. He'd be less than a ninja... he'd just be a dead man in the village hidden in the sound. Or maybe it was the village of the hidden sound. Either way, they would kill Tai Wei if he didn't work hard enough, which they would be perfectly justified in doing. After all, Tai Wei was already a murderer; criminals weren't exactly known for getting merciful treatment.
Running
1d20+Con Mod
DC: 8
9/10
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 1:57 pm
Nat 20! Success!
Finally, Tai Wei was done with how much training he wanted to do for the moment. He collapsed in a heap on the ground, exhausted and without any sort of reason to move just yet. His tired muscles ached from the exertion, but Tai Wei knew that it would help in the long run. It would probably also help in the short run as well, but for now he would just say that he was done and take a minute or so to rest before moving on to other training sessions. The day was not over, so his work was not complete. As such, he looked up at the sun in the sky, and swore that it wasn't moving slow enough for his needs. Ah well, time was a wasting.
Running
1d20+Con Mod
DC: 8
10/10 Complete!
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YourLittleNarrator rolled 1 20-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2012 8:47 pm
 Urza arrived at the training grounds having just met with the Otokage. She was unsure of where she was supposed to be and the buildings of a ninja village looked much different than the buildings of a Knights town, and after about 20 minutes of aimless wondering she found herself in front of a dojo. As she took a peek inside she assumed this had to be the training facility as there were weapons and such galore. Outside there appeared to be a track and what looked to be another person piled in a heap on the ground. Urza was not yet read for that level of social interaction so she decided to stick to training by herself. Urza still felt pretty fumbly in her armor, Jellel always told her that the armor of a knight was blessed by the gods and that its should be treated as if it were the Knights own flesh. Urza wanted to train herself to feel like the armor wasn't even there. So looking around she mused out an exercise regime. She would start with a bit of strength training, it looked like the dojo contained weights, than she would work on being dexterous. She would accomplish this by doing a few laps on the track, trying to be as quick and nimble as possible, and she would finish with a few cool down laps to work on her endurance and constitution. Than, if class hadn't started by then she would try and get in some reading about the village and the eastern world in general.
Urza went to go grab to weights to add a bit of challenge on top of doing push up with armor on, however as she picked them up she realized just how heavy they actually were. Lifting them alone would have been a challenge, but trying to life them while in push up position, well that was just a bit over Urza's head right now. So slowly she set the weights back where they were and cleared out a bit of space in front of the dojo that would be a good spot to do push ups. It would take time, but Urza was determined to get through these exercises. The last thing she wanted was to show up to class and be unprepared for whatever these "shinobi" threw her way.
2 + 1 = 3 Fail
Strength Training
Do push-ups
1d20 + Str. Mod.
DC: 11
Successes: 0/10
DC Fail: -1 Hp
HP:9/10
Resting Post: +1 Hp per resting post. [Resting post must be at least 4 lines long. Training may not be included in resting posts.]
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YourLittleNarrator rolled 1 20-sided dice:
15
Total: 15 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2012 9:16 pm
Urza dropped to her hands and knees preparing herself to being her rigorous training exercises. Urza straightened her body and pushed herself into position the steel of her boots dug into the grass causing a small dirt patch to be exposed under her feet as the force of her body pushed the grass out of the ground. Quickly she lowered her chest to the ground, making sure her arms bent at perfect 90 degree angles before pushing herself back up. She had been wearing this armor so much lately that she hardly even noticed the weighted it added to her own body mass.
15 + 1 = 16 PASS!
Strength Training
Do push-ups
1d20 + Str. Mod.
DC: 11
Successes: 1/10
DC Fail: -1 Hp
HP:9/10
Resting Post: +1 Hp per resting post.
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YourLittleNarrator rolled 1 20-sided dice:
19
Total: 19 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2012 9:34 pm
Urza felt fantastic as she began inhaling before her next push-up. Perhaps it was because she wasn't carrying much, but considering the fact that she had walked for at least two days Urza felt strong enough to move mountains. So without much pause Urza exhaled lowering herself once more until her arms were bent ninety degrees. With little effort she pushed herself back up, adjusting herself as the weight of her armor moved and ripped at the grass causing her to slide a bit. She would hate to fall and break the streak she had going, simply because a bit of loose grass. So steadying her breath she prepared for her next push-up, she wanted to get this over and done with before a bit of grass made her look the fool.
19 + 1 = 20 PASS!
Strength Training
Do push-ups
1d20 + Str. Mod.
DC: 11
Successes: 2/10
DC Fail: -1 Hp
HP:9/10
Resting Post: +1 Hp per resting post.
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YourLittleNarrator rolled 1 20-sided dice:
8
Total: 8 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2012 9:47 pm
Urza took a deep breath, flexing her abdominal muscles and beginning her decent into the lower push-up position. However part way down she felt the loos piece of dirt that had worried her before slip slightly causing her to lose balance. First went her foot, sliding backwards causing her weight to be unevenly distributed. Next went her arm causing her to feel the full weight of her armor on one hand. The weight was to much for the young girl to bare and she found herself quickly face down in the dirt. However, Urza was persistent. Rolling over she sat up and brushed herself off. Standing up she dicked small foot holds into the ground to keep herself from slipping again. Urza was going to finish, and she wasn't going to let a little thing like grass hold her back.
8 + 1 = 9 FAIL...
Strength Training
Do push-ups
1d20 + Str. Mod.
DC: 11
Successes: 2/10
DC Fail: -1 Hp
HP:8/10
Resting Post: +1 Hp per resting post.
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YourLittleNarrator rolled 1 20-sided dice:
20
Total: 20 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2012 10:02 pm
Urza lowered herself back onto the ground placing her feet in the new hold she had made for them. With her body securely locked in place on the ground Urza took a few breath to get herself back into the flow of the exercise. It took only a moment however and she was soon back to heaving the weight of her body and her armor up and down. Urza did this effortlessly, it was as if the armor wasn't even there. It was just as her father said, the more training one does in their armor, the more it starts to feel like a second skin. A shell blessed by the God of Earth. Urza couldn't explain the adrenaline rush she was getting from doing simple push-ups, but for whatever the reason she didn't want to stop. Perhaps it was like new love. It had been weeks since Urza had done any actual training of physical exercise. So putting her nose to the grind stone was like scratching an itch that had been lingering for days. Whatever the reason now that she had started, she had no desire to stop.
Nat 20! Woot woot!
Strength Training
Do push-ups
1d20 + Str. Mod.
DC: 11
Successes: 4/10
DC Fail: -1 Hp
HP:8/10
Resting Post: +1 Hp per resting post.
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YourLittleNarrator rolled 1 20-sided dice:
16
Total: 16 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2012 10:12 pm
Urza closed her eyes and listened to the world around her as she flex her muscles getting read for the next push-up. Wind could be heard blowing through the grass, causing a soft rustling. Trees shook and leafs applauded. Over all Urza couldn't think of a better place to train. Opening her eyes she lowered her body until her breastplate nearly touched the ground. She grunted pushing against the earth as all of her body tensed up. She felt the steel rest against her back which was starting to build up a bit of a sweat. Wisely of Urza, she picked a place in the shade, so the metal was cool and gave a bit of release against the girls warming body. Another successful push-up, and Urza was on cloud 9. Now she remembered why she loved days at the proving grounds. Training was such a pleasure.
16 + 1 = 17 Pass
Strength Training
Do push-ups
1d20 + Str. Mod.
DC: 11
Successes: 5/10
DC Fail: -1 Hp
HP:8/10
Resting Post: +1 Hp per resting post.
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YourLittleNarrator rolled 1 20-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2012 10:18 pm
Urza was in full stride as she adjusted her hands for another push-up. Sweat was building up on the young girls brow and dripping softly onto the ground. She was working hard, and the fruits of her labor could be seen in her bodies chemical reaction. Motivated by the salty body water Urza began lowering herself to the ground. As she began to push up however she noticed that she couldn't budge. The plating on the end of the gauntlet had gotten caught in the mettle plate on the elbow. No matter how she wiggled and budged she couldn't get free of the c***k and resigned to not finishing the exercise so that she could fix her armor. Gently she detangled the mess and got back to work. A minor set back, but Urza wasn't going to let it get to her, bound and determined by will, Urza got back to the grinding stone.
9 + 1 = 10 Fail
Strength Training
Do push-ups
1d20 + Str. Mod.
DC: 11
Successes: 5/10
DC Fail: -1 Hp
HP:7/10
Resting Post: +1 Hp per resting post.
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YourLittleNarrator rolled 1 20-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2012 10:35 pm
Urza got ready to move on with her training but as she did she took note of something. Her breath was starting to become heavy and she would have to pace herself if she truly wished to get everything she had planned finished. So calming her breathing and once more flexing her muscles Urza lowered herself into push up position. Once more however she found herself unable to push herself all the way back up. Her arms were beginning to wear at the added weight of the armor, and her body was beginning to get sore. If she was to complete this task she would have to make sure each push-up was explosive and done with correct for. After all practice makes perfect, and Urza was striving in physical perfection.
2 + 1 = 3 Fail...
Strength Training
Do push-ups
1d20 + Str. Mod.
DC: 11
Successes: 5/10
DC Fail: -1 Hp
HP:6/10
Resting Post: +1 Hp per resting post.
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YourLittleNarrator rolled 1 20-sided dice:
8
Total: 8 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2012 10:43 pm
What was once seeming to be a trivial task to Urza was now seeming more and more like a challenge. Urza had done push-ups all her life, and for all her life would continue doing push-ups. Yet for some reason her body was not adjusting properly to the added weight of the armor, which true, was a fist for the girl, but it should have been no challenge at all. She was a Knight. The soldiers of steal and great guardians of their God. She couldn't be so easily defeated. So silently she closed her eyes and asked the God of Earth for strength. Whether through divine strength or sheer force of will, this task would get done.
8 + 1 = 9 Fail...
Strength Training
Do push-ups
1d20 + Str. Mod.
DC: 11
Successes: 5/10
DC Fail: -1 Hp
HP:5/10
Resting Post: +1 Hp per resting post.
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YourLittleNarrator rolled 1 20-sided dice:
13
Total: 13 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2012 11:01 pm
Urza dug her feet into the holds she had made in the ground and poised herself into position. Clearing her mind she let the energy of her spirit flow through her. A warmth enveloped her and her body, it felt as if the soreness was being washed away from her muscles, was this perhaps divine intervention? Urza laughed a bit to herself. Why would the God of Earth waist time on someone like Urza, and for simply doing push-ups no less? Not this was Urza own metal fortitude kicking in. Her brain was stronger than her body, and her body was trying to be stronger for the brain. It was all of her own will. Urza warmly smiled as she lowered herself to the ground. Though wouldn't it be something else, Urza thought to herself, pushing against the ground, if I did have His favor?
13 + 1 = 14 Pass!
Strength Training
Do push-ups
1d20 + Str. Mod.
DC: 11
Successes: 6/10
DC Fail: -1 Hp
HP:5/10
Resting Post: +1 Hp per resting post.
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