Pax RP

DP had noticed some things lacking in his nights. Some had to do with the people, some had to do with their facility. He was determined to fix them though.


First task, his Knights needed a place to train. So underneath the established portions of the Knights HQ, he started building a big open space. Once he had it, he set it up with a laquered wooden floor. With the supports and everything, it vaguely resembled a high school gym. Inside it he placed practice mats, practice weapons - even a shooting range. Everything his knights could need to train in anything from marksmanship to martial arts. He then focused and had a hallways and stairs go up to connect to the hallway opposite the comms room. However, he purposefully did not put a door leading to that hallway.

He then gathered some water, a bit of food, sleeping bags, everything a decent group of someones for more than a few days.

Satisfied, he then teleported Swix, Thorn Dancer, Coolpikaa, and Jent into the Training room.

"Look, something has to give. So we're having a lock in. You guys can leave when either a) you learn to work as a team or b) the population of this room dramatically decreases. Have fun!"

With that, DP left.

Swix blinked after being teleported into the room, disoriented enough that she just stood there while DP talked and listened to the god before he disappeared. "A... lock in?" she asked noone in particular rhetorically, tilting her head. The way DP had spoken... he must have trapped them again, and just looking around at the walls after slowly spinning on her axis confirmed this, since there was no door for them to leave through.

Swix closed her eyes, breathed in deeply, and opened them again. So either they worked together or killed each other... The last option had once been perfectly fine to her, but not really anymore. But... If it did turn out that way then she would fight hard.

"I suppose we better get started doing something then" she said after she turned to the other three. Though, if she was really honest with herself, she was still angry with CP.

Jent stared aimlessly in the training room, still in disbelief of what just happened. Of course, the fact the normally causal 'God of Insanity' teleported him and his friends into a door-less room against their will, just out of the blue wasn't his reason of worry. No, the instructions he gave the Knights instead plagued the Jentil's mind with doubt... the population of this room dramatically decreases...

Shaking his head, the Distortionist knew better than to dwell such depressing thoughts, looking at the Split with a slight concern. "To start practicing?" Jent asked her, hoping it wouldn't come down to 'Plan B.'