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Coach Morceau "Morry" Oleander ([personal profile] wrotethepamphlet) wrote in [community profile] whisperinglogs2013-02-15 09:11 pm

Basic Braining [OPEN; June 10th, 6 AM.]

Who: OPEN
When: 6 AM on Monday, June 10th
Where: Coach Oleander's mind
What: Basic Braining!
Warnings: TBA

Let's hope that you all managed to get plenty of sleep, because it is the buttcrack of dawn and everyone needs to rise and shine because Coach Oleander is expecting you all in his lab at 6 AM on the dot. Coach Oleander is standing there stoic, hands clasped behind his bac as he regards everyone with a look of disdain. When everyone has arrived, the yelling starts like normal.

"Alright you maggots, it's time for Basic Braining! Let's hope that you haven't slacked off because this camp only takes the VERY BEST, you got that?" Hopefully no one responds, because Coach Oleander does not like to be sassed, as everyone should know by now. "You're in for a real challenge today and I expect each and every one of you to make it through!" He reaches into his pocket, and pulls out his little psycho portal. He levitates it up and onto his forehead. After a moment, it opens, signalling the start of the day's lesson.

His mind starts off as nothing more than a simple room that some might say looks like a dentist's office. A moment later, a projector on a desk in the middle of the room flicks on, and once again Coach Oleander is speaking, appearing as an image broadcast from the projector. "Welcome to my recruitment office, kids. I'm here to recruit you to the greatest job in the world; being a Psychonaut."

As he speaks, the sounds of what can only be described as war can be heard from outside the office, though there is no foreseeable way to get out, as there are no doors or windows. "I hope you're ready to face death, torture and insanity, because that is what's waiting for you outside of this room, and this is your last chance to chicken out!"

Should anyone decide that they do indeed want to chicken out, the response will be, "Too late, Soldier! There's only one way out of here, and that's fighting. Now I want one of you maggots to sock me in the jaw!" When he doesn't offer any explanation and someone finally does buck up and punch him, the wall will fall and they will be greeted with the battleground that could be heard. The landscape is very much like a warzone, trenches that you have to jump over, razor wire that you must crawl through and a whole lot of explosions.

Welcome to Basic Braining, try not to die.

[ooc: Go ahead and go at it. use this as a reference if you're unfamiliar with canon. Feel free to start a thread for your team wether you're the team leader or not. Back tagging is going to be encouraged because many of our players are away at a con.]
life_is_megas_wonderful: (Ho ho ho.)

Tsuruya's Team

[personal profile] life_is_megas_wonderful 2013-02-16 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
*Either she has an amazing amount of mental control, or she ACTUALLY BROUGHT THE OUTFIT TO CAMP WITH HER FOR THIS MOMENT, and either way Tsuruya is all dressed up like a soldier -- fatigues, helmet, the works. She salutes.*

All right, everybody! It's my goal as a team leader to gets you all through this safely, so keep sharp and stay smart! Coach ain't exactly the type to pull punches even though this is the first course of the camp, as I'm sure you remember, Marcie-nyu! So let's hop to it! CHARRRRGE!
nomorals: (well yeah but)

[personal profile] nomorals 2013-02-16 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
[To say that Marcie as amused was a bit of an understatement. She always knew Tsuruya had a flair for dressing up, but really? She rolled her shoulders, starting to levitate.]

This'll be a piece of cake.
climbed: <user name="butterflydarlin" site="insanejournal.com"> (this time of year)

SIX THOUSAND YEARS LATER

[personal profile] climbed 2013-02-26 06:12 am (UTC)(link)
[It took a little coaxing to get Bran into the astral plane. He was unsure how things would work--how was he supposed to pass basic braining when he couldn't even walk?

But then, someone had helped him in. He was completely distracted from Tsuruya's excitement by the fact that he was standing on two feet, marvelling and silent as he squished his toes in his shoes, flexed his knees, the smile on his face wide enough to crack his cheeks. He doesn't even listen to her after that--letting out a whoop of joy, the eight year old runs for one of the climbing walls, ready to re-participate in one of his favorite things to do in the world before the accident.]
life_is_megas_wonderful: (whaaaaaat?)

Hooray!

[personal profile] life_is_megas_wonderful 2013-02-26 07:07 am (UTC)(link)
Whoa! Okay, somebody's going too fast. "Hey, take it easy! Gotta keep an eye out for explosions and stuff! Coach loves his explosions!"

Sure enough, a part of the climbing wall explodes not far from where Bran is. Tsuruya winces. "Don't go in too fast! I still gots to explain some of the stuff to you! Like see those weird floating drawings and stuff? Those are figments! I hear if you collect a lotta them, something good might happen!"
callmeyork: (Call me York.)

York's Team

[personal profile] callmeyork 2013-02-16 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
[... nope. Not the warzone, not the exploding wall, nothing seems to have fazed York here. At least he's not smoking up Oleander's head.]

Okay. A few words of wisdom: keep your heads screwed on tight, miss no detail, and be sure to watch your step. Mostly likely this course is designed to do more than just test your athleticism and psychic ability.

I'll be around for support and advice, but other than that... you're on your own. Good luck.
goodboybestshot: gin blossoms | hey jealousy (tell me if you think it'd be alright)

[personal profile] goodboybestshot 2013-02-16 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
Aye aye, captain! Not to worry, Agent York. I've taken this humdinger a few times!

[Bright-eyed and bushy-tailed as always. He'd finally gotten the right sleep, so he was all kinds of ready for this. Basic Braining was a breeze nowadays. Well. Mostly.]
fresh2death: (welp)

[personal profile] fresh2death 2013-02-16 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, we've like, done this before. No biiiiig.

[ LSP looked nonchalant, but inwardly, she was kind of freaking. Like, failing at this would basically be the most embarrassing thing ever??? Gotta focus, gotta focus. ]
callmeyork: (Hmm...)

[personal profile] callmeyork 2013-02-16 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
[He nods a bit, smiling to himself.]

Then this shouldn't be a problem for either of you. [At that, he looked out to the big-ass climbing wall just outside the "office": broken, burnt, and studded with barbed wire and random flagpoles. Ah, nostalgic.]
goodboybestshot: (Speak to me)

[personal profile] goodboybestshot 2013-02-16 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
First one to the top is a rotten dream fluff! [With that Jake leaped upon the wall with wild abandon.]
fresh2death: (well lump.)

[personal profile] fresh2death 2013-02-18 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
Wait, ohmyglob! [ LSP jumps after him, trying to keep up. ] Aren't we like, supposed to be a team or something?!?

[ Is that panic in her voice??? hahahhahha you're nuts of course not omgomgomg ]

Martin's Team

[personal profile] bigfatgreekfuneral 2013-02-16 06:31 am (UTC)(link)
Agent Durant takes one step forward and plants his cane in the ground, takes a quick lungfull of the dense and charred air, and turns to grin at the cadets on his team for the session, his head tilted, adjusting his hat.

"You boys are no strangers to this course. I'll do my best to leave you to it - but all the same, look sharp! I'll do my best to stay close, in case you need any assistance."
princeblowpop: (๏ђ tђєгє'ร ค ςเtгยร ς๏ภรtєllคtเ๏ภ)

Sorry this is so late, Katsucon and everything. SUPER EXCITED FOR THIS

[personal profile] princeblowpop 2013-02-19 03:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Strangers to the game, no. To the team...

[Gumball can't help but give Jack an amused grin. What a match-up this time! And with quite a good professor, he must admit. If anything, Basic Braining is going to be very fun this year.]

I'm very glad to be working with you today, Professor Martin.

[...Even if there would probably be quite a bit of trouble made between Jack and Gumball.]
bringsthefrost: (smug)

I have no excuse except for waiting for Luc to get back

[personal profile] bringsthefrost 2013-02-19 09:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[Jack matches Gumball's grin with one of his own. He's more used to working with other people when it came to Basic Braining but this was definitely going to be interesting in the long run. He shoved his hands into the pockets of his hoodie, giving a casual shrug as he rocked a little on the balls of his feet.]

Likewise.
violent_bambi: (GTFO)

Apacci's Team - Courtney and Trowa

[personal profile] violent_bambi 2013-02-16 10:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[Unlike Tsuruya, Apacci hasn't dressed up in a military uniform. But she's still a little fired up and ready to do what it takes to get her team through Basic Braining - even if it means firing a mild surprise psi blast at them to get them moving.]

All right, listen up. You've gotta get through here as fast as you can while missing as little as possible. Think of it like a high speed scavenger hunt. I'll be watching your times and I'll let you know if you're lagging behind.

[She pulls out a pair of stopwatches specifically for the occasion.]

Any questions?
butimacheerleader: (whatever/and I'm supposed to care becauu)

Apacci's Team - Courtney and Trowa

[personal profile] butimacheerleader 2013-02-17 06:28 am (UTC)(link)
[Okay...she could handle the simple thought of Psychic weirdness but actually doing it? No way in hell. She looked at Apacci for a moment before speaking up.]

Uh yeah. Why do we have to go inside this head?

[Oh god! That had...she really had said that?! In like, a normal type of conversation. She looks surprised for a second before just sighing in frustration.]

Nevermind...let's...let's just get this stupid thing over with.
twilightsoldier: (Battlefield Earth)

Sorry I'm late!

[personal profile] twilightsoldier 2013-02-18 05:41 am (UTC)(link)
[Was that shot really necessary, Apacci?

Trowa remembers this pretty well. He remembers it mostly because it looked very little like the war zone he spent most of his life in. Or rather, the planes and other weapons didn't--the explosions and broken fencing and mines were pretty familiar. Some things didn't exactly change.

It is exactly this nonchalance in the face of smoking craters that made getting his Basic Braining badge a relatively efficient affair last summer.

It was after that first badge that things got hard.

He regards Courtney for a moment; then, in what is meant to be something resembling a reassurance:
]

You can't actually die in his head.
sawthemud: (straightening the tie)

Sandy's Team

[personal profile] sawthemud 2013-02-17 05:34 am (UTC)(link)
Dio sighs and straightens his tie. "Not even a little variation from last year?" he asked rhetorically. The wall remained unpunched thus far, but it certainly wasn't because he was intimidated by what lay on the other side. "I suppose the course itself will be the same too. Pity."
mansnoozie: aqueenamongstkings.tumblr.com (вυт тнє ¢σмρυтєя)

[personal profile] mansnoozie 2013-02-18 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
[ Sandy gave Dio a wry sidelong look before, shaking his head a little. Kids these days. He clapped his hands once to get the two campers attention before giving them a double thumbs up and a large grin. Good luck! ]
Edited 2013-02-18 02:27 (UTC)
mediary: <user name="textless" site="insanejournal.com"> (with po-pole position)

TEAM STILINSKI REPRESENT

[personal profile] mediary 2013-02-18 05:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[Stiles isn't the one who runs forward and punches the wall (although to be fair, that was exactly what he did his first time through Basic Braining)--instead, he waits for it and turns to his two girls, getting down to their eye level and putting a hand on each of their shoulders.]

Alright, gu-girls, you can do it, this thing's easy as pie--keep an eye out for figments and, uh. [It's sort of like he knows this from experience, and he winces a little.] Watch your step. Definitely watch your step. I'm right behind you watching your time, and my psi-blasts are like questionable at best so I won't shoot at you.

[And then he grins at Arya and claps them both on the shoulders again, standing up.] Much.

Aight, come on, let's do this!
nymeriarya: (valar morghulis)

[personal profile] nymeriarya 2013-02-18 06:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[Arya appreciates the fact that Stiles gets down to her level when he talks to her and Agatha. It reminds her of her brother Jon - she hasn't seen him in a while, and he was always her favorite older brother. The thought comforts her as she looks at the obstacle course in front of the two of them.]

You say all that as though you've fallen here a few times, Stiles.

[Arya's seen his marksmanship before, and sticks her tongue out. It does leave something to be desired.

She turns to Agatha, nodding.]


Are you ready?
nomorebedtimestories: (though i try my best to keep it)

HELLO I AM HERE AT LAST

[personal profile] nomorebedtimestories 2013-02-19 06:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[In all honesty, Agatha was a little intimidated. Coach Oleander didn't exactly sugar-coat the fact this wasn't going to be easy. It was more comforting to know through having read beforehand, in the mental world you won't actually die. Your consciousness will just get knocked back into the real world. Still, that didn't mean it might not hurt.
But this was why Aggie had come here, and this was the first real step in her training. She might be scared, but she isn't going to back out now (not that it seemed like she had the option to). She's got Stiles and Arya to help her too, which she's grateful for.
So, she takes a deep breath, before nodding back to Arya, determined.]


I'm ready!
mediary: <user name="ms_lesly" site="livejournal.com"> (i've recovered)

WHOOP WHOOP

[personal profile] mediary 2013-02-20 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
[Stiles is already intensely proud of his two little campers; he turns his gaze outwards towards the chasms in the very beginning, and suddenly slips out of sight, turning his invisibility on with barely a flicker. You can still hear his voice, though, and he steps out of the way of the girls, cupping his hand around his mouth and calling for them.]

I'm right behind you. You can do it, just keep moving!
nymeriarya: (what do we say to the god of death)

WHAT DO WE SAY TO THE WALL OF DEATH

[personal profile] nymeriarya 2013-02-20 10:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[Arya doesn't even notice Stiles turn the invisibility on, and when he does, she turns and looks for him, hearing his voice, then realizing a few seconds later what happened. She'd forgotten he knew how to do that.

Arya gives Aggie a small smile, grabs her hand, and runs toward the climbing wall. She may not be as good at climbing as Bran...well, as he used to be, but she's decent. She looks up at the wall and sticks her foot in the first foothold, looking down at her partner.]


Try to keep up! We can pull eachother up the wall.
nomorebedtimestories: (here we are)

[personal profile] nomorebedtimestories 2013-02-21 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
[Aggie follows Arya, staying close to the other girl. Arya seems to know more of what she's doing, while Aggie has never done any sort of obstacle course like this before. Although, she tries to remember that this technically isn't completely a physical challenge. This was the mental world, so she tells herself where there's a will, there's a way.]

I'll do my best!

[She joins Arya in beginning to climb the wall, getting into the foothold next to her.]
mediary: <user name="werechihuahuas" site="livejournal.com"> (come take this weight off me now)

/late as always

[personal profile] mediary 2013-02-22 03:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oh no, he's so proud. Grinning to himself, Stiles skips his way up the wall and sits on the top, watching the two girls and ready to offer a hand if they start to fall off. ]
nymeriarya: (what do we say to the god of death)

Re: /late as always

[personal profile] nymeriarya 2013-02-22 05:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[Arya's not used to having to pull someone up as she climbs, and she struggles the whole way - but she has to go on. Stiles is her friend and her teacher, and she can't let him down - and Aggie is even newer to this than she is. If Arya remembers correctly, it's her first go at Basic Braining - and if she doesn't get this badge, she won't be able to get any others, right?

She has to keep going, despite how tough it is.

When they finally get to the top of the wall, she gives both her partner and her mentor a grin, and then asks:]


What's next, then?
nomorebedtimestories: (seems that i have been held)

/joins the late party

[personal profile] nomorebedtimestories 2013-02-24 06:53 am (UTC)(link)
[When Aggie makes it to the top, she lets out a heavy breath.]

--We made it!

[Even though it was tiring, she feels rather proud of herself. She knows she still has a way to go though, so she thinks about what an accomplishment it'll be when she earns her very first badge!
Plus, practice makes perfect, right?
Aggie then looks up to see something just a few feet ahead that catches her eye.
A still image of a crouching soldier, about as big as she is, transparent but with a luminous outline.
She almost mistakes it for a ghost at first, until she realizes it isn't moving at all. It's more like... some sort of glowing picture?
Curiously but carefully, she steps forward, beginning to approach it]
Edited 2013-02-24 06:53 (UTC)
mediary: <user name="easycompany"> (half magician)

aw yes late fiesta

[personal profile] mediary 2013-03-01 06:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[Stiles cocks his head to the side and watches Aggie and Arya, a grin on his face as he hops down nimbly from the top of the wall, stepping around a mine he knew was planted and shoving his hands in his pockets. He's still invisible, and he stays back a little as Aggie makes her progress.]

That's called a figment. Get it, figments of our imagination? It's hilarious. [Deadpan.] You want to try and grab as many of those suckers as possible--go ahead, reach out and touch it. [Stiles glances down at the little stopwatch he's holding and calls out;] But quick, though!
nymeriarya: (pedal boys!)

[personal profile] nymeriarya 2013-03-07 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
[Arya sighs at the name - even though she knows that Stiles wasn't the one to come up with it, she'd have thought that the people who studied psychics and brain worlds would have thought of something more...original.

Still, she beckons to Aggie and begins to run after a figment-soldier, grasping at him with her hands.]


Why are they shaped like soldiers?
norisknoglory: (Default)

TEAM RANDALL GO sorry for the late guys

[personal profile] norisknoglory 2013-02-20 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
[It's only been a few years, but like the other team leaders, Randall wasn't even close to being phased; in fact, he thinks it's rather exciting! As you could probably tell from the way he was standing there overconfidently with his hands on his hips.]

Alright you two! It's not going to be easy, but I'm sure I don't have to tell you that.

[He grins and waves his finger back and forth a bit.] Unfortunately, there will be no hints here! You'll have to solve this all on your own. Just keep your wits about you; I'm positive you two will do just fine!
brokethecycle: not-a-comedian @ tumblr (When I held her I was really holding air)

[personal profile] brokethecycle 2013-02-20 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh man. He was in this guys mental world, this was nuts. Norman is pretty nervous, honestly. He didn't know if he was tough enough to brave something as insane as this place. Oh man. He talked to ghosts! He didn't do obstacle courses!]

[Keep it together, Babcock. You're a psychic, that means you can do this.]

[He just ...needed to step really carefully through the mine field.]