Triathlon: Round 2 Running Summer Camp '22

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Nec Temere, Nec Timide. Durmstrang Institute's

Romeo Giovanni Marchonné

"English." "Italiano. Italian." "Russian."

| Faint scar on left eye & mangled right ear | \ Fingerless Glove on Right hand / | Lichtenberg figure on right arm and down back |

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The watery currents rush around me, and I propel myself through with powerful kicks and strokes, even going so far as to scrape the bottom of the pool with the intensity of my dive and the unwillingness to accidentally touch one of the bobbers overhead.

I am a good deal slower than other people by doing this, which is not a surprise to me, and both the boy that I had been chasing the previous round as well as around seven others pass me as I slowly release the breath I held below water so that I could get the most of a single diving breath. Coming up to the surface just to exhale sharply and intake fresh air, I dive again, skimming the bottom and even using my hands to push me along the bottom like a frogfish, pushing and striding with two "legs" and swimming with my back "fins".

I did this until I had finally finished my last lap of the swimming portion of the triathlon. Now, I would be able to take to my heels and do a little bit of running.

In order to do that, though, I would need to get to the top of the ship first. The only obvious answer was to climb... something I was very good at with my experience with rock walls and rock outcroppings.

Climb up the side of the ship? Easier done than said. I'm already jumping out of the water and forcing my hands to find holds on anywhere that I can dig the tips of my fingers into. I was going to make it up that wall first. Maybe that would give me the edge that I would need to pull ahead of the rest of my competitors.

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Stats:

Ω Stamina 9 | Evasion 7 | Strength 15 Ω
Ω Accuracy 14 | Wisdom 9 | ArcPower 0 Ω

Abilities:

Ω Obnoxiously Strong | Perfectionist I | Martial Artist | Healing Sage I Ω

English
Japanese

Running [ Level I]

Whish Swish Swosh. That, is the sound of moving water around him. And honestly all he has heard for a while. Left and right, he was all alone. Good news; he could fully enjoy the obstacles in the way ( at least only the sight of them since touching them was not allowed ). Bad news; he was ridiculously lonely. At least in the previous rounds, he had some sort of unfamiliar people around him. Now with considerable distance between the front swimmers and the back, he was beginning to debate if he should swim faster, or slower. Thinking some people might assume he was mocking them for being slow, he decided to just swim faster, enjoying the view of the cute obstacles on the way to the boat while evading them with ease.

And next is to climb the boat, easy enough to do, he thinks. He was slightly tired from all the swimming. Would he even have enough strength to pull himself out of the waters? Eitherway, he would look forward to getting on dry land. Welp, here goes nothing! With each task he had to face, he did feel some sort of burst of energy coming back. Like the good feeling of having a nice workout.


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S t a t s

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Stamina: 4 || Evasion: 14 || Strength: 14 || Wisdom: 3 || Arcane Power: 10 || Accuracy: 7

Action: trying his best >_>
Mentioning: Wearing:

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Roleplaying as iNPC Katherine Felix

to be updated...

Alright, she was tired. There was only so much swimming she could do in one sitting, and apparently three laps was the extent of it. It was strange how everyone else seemed to be going faster, but maybe it was just Kit slowing down and she tried to bob and weave around the different obstacles while continuing to swim forward. There were a number of times where she almost hit something, but quickly realized what was happening and forced herself out of the way. Maybe if she was better at observing, she would not have to waste so much energy quickly dodging to the side instead of continuing forward.

At the very least, the Beauxbatons student appreciated having company, even if it might have made weaving through the water a bit more difficult. Forcing herself to keep up with another person was better than the continuous counting that now echoed in her head. But finally, the water portion was done. She'd swim as far as she could before pushing herself up to scramble through the last bits of water and onto the running section. One of three done, now it was just time to see how much further the quidditch player could go. If only there had been a broom flying section, too.

Running Level One
Evasive Maneuvers I | Catch | Calming Presence (Ayako Yamamura, Aryaan Shamsi, Florian LeRoy, Kohana Sara)
Stamina 9 | Evasion 10 | Strength 11 | Wisdom 4 | Arcane Power 0 | Accuracy 13

ACTION: Attempting to Swim R1 Level 3 for the 2nd time (Redo)
Stats: Sta: 6 | Eva: 5 | Str: 8 | Wis: 8 | AP: 4 | Acc: 4
Abilities: Perfectionist
Encyclopedia Link: "X" marks the spot

Outfit

Nothing like a good challenge, but it pricked his ego more than a bit that he failed to make the 3rd lap around the ship in time, thus forcing him to expend valuable energy redoing the lap. And not only had he failed, he was now dead last in the group of everyone who had attempted the challenge the first time. Well, bollocks to that. New strategy clearly needed to be made pronto. Upon hearing that he had not made it, he spent some time looking to see where the water hazards were so that he could try to avoid them this time. The thought occurred to him that it might be better diving under them and swimming his lap that way, coming up for air only when necessary, but that was risky as it required more energy to dive and hold your breath. He would be able to maneuver around everyone a little easier quite possibly, however. While he was deciding, he turned over on his back and floated for a bit, resting as best as he could until they were given the go ahead to start their laps once again.

As soon as he heard the Go! signal, he took off again. Luckily he was not exhausted. He was a strong swimmer, but he now knew he was clearly behind in the race as others were now already onto the next challenge. Putting that out of his mind he focused on what was before him. He decided to try the diving under the obstacles to see how that would work out for him. If he could get himself out and away from the pack, he felt certain it would be a stronger strategy and easier to see the obstacles without so much kicking and splashing. Either way, this time around, he was going to try and focus on speed.

Some days things went your way and some days they just didn't. The event was not over yet, so giving up and giving over to defeat was not in him until it was absolutely determined there was a winner. Even then, if given the chance and utter exhaustion had not taken over, he was determined to finish the whole event, whether he was the victor or not. Sometimes the victory was simply in seeing it through.

But for now, his eye was still on the ultimate prize and that meant getting through this third lap.

Roleplaying as Akira Shimizu from Mahoutokoro

Whatever muscles he had in his body ached. His hair was billowing in the water, unkempt, and -- of course -- wet. Whatever cool and collected demeanor he usually had about him was simply washed away. He scoffed at Shamsi's comment about quitting. "No way. You know we don't quit," he said in between gasps for air before he realized he'd said 'we', as if he considered them a team. Instead of correcting himself, he decided to save his energy and kicked off in the water once more, finally finding some relief as he passed Level 2. "Oh god, we actually made it," he would pant as he resurfaced and completed the lap just in time, already almost dead, though he was secretly glad that Shamsi stuck with him for all the levels so far. "You better keep up with me next time, too, Champion."

He was quite sure that he simply looked like a frantic kid swimming for his life. As he swam, he cursed Aryaan Shamsi in his mind. Or, at least he thought he was cursing Shamsi. But he was mostly cursing because every stroke was a pain. Mostly, however, Akira would be focusing on the task at hand, since it was naturally difficult for him to get too distracted from anything he set his mind to -- being dragged into by others or not. A part of him wanted to make it to the finish line just to see who else would still be standing.

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At the start, Florian felt good about being able to complete the second lap. Sure, he had needed two attempts to clear the first, but surely by now he should have jogged his memory in swimming techniques so he could pass this lap easy peasy. It was not, in fact, easy peasy. Worse to say, he was fighting for last place with a girl. His once solace was that he wasn't still on lap one, but for the boy who always thought he was the best, this simply wasn't acceptable.

Florian didn't want to admit it either, but he was getting tired. His arms were just too noodley to push himself through the rough water and it was becoming beyond irritating to him. It wasn't like there were any obstacles yet either, which honestly he was beginning to dread. Even worse, Florian thought, by this point, others would have managed to move on to the running portion of the event, two far steps ahead of Florian. He still had to make it past the second lap. No wonder he felt so tired, having to each lap twice. He should really be getting an award for overachiever for that.

He tried to push all that aside to continue on. Continuing to think about an 'Overachiever Award', Florian tried to catch his breath to attempt the lap once again.

Action: Swimming Level 2 again
Stats:
Sta: 6 | Eva: 9 | Str: 5 | Wis: 10 | Arc: 5 | Acc: 12
Abilities:
Foulplay | Evasive Manuvers | Fearless

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Louca had been feeling so confident in the trials, having completed the first two levels, if not with ease, at least with minimal discomfort. This one he felt too, he would pass even though his body was a bit tired and wore out. He had no clue what the obstacles would entail but he was sure he would be able to pass them. after all, he played quidditch and dodging things was not unheard of. Though admittedly that was partly the broom as well. It wasn't as easy to move through the water as it was on a broom in midair.


Pushing off, Louca did his best not to move too quickly, concentrating on effort rather than speed. He could always make things up. He approached the obstacles with grim determination, his mouth set, his eyes squinting against the sun. He passed the first few with flying colors and seeing the end in sight (or so he hoped, he paused for a moment to raise his fist in victory.

Only to have something hit him in the back of the head. Looking around, he groaned at the ball, realizing that he had been too focused on what was in front of him not to notice it heading directly for him. Slapping the water with his hand, he rubbed the sting away. Rubbing his face, he started swimming to the side, moving out of the way of others and working his way back to the beginning to try the whole thing again.

Still, there was a chance, though it was moving farther and farther away that he would win. He just needed to get this done. Cracking his knuckles, he waited determinedly for the signal to try once more.
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Action: Redoing Round 1 Level 3
Stats: Stamina: 10 | Evasion: 8 | Strength: 5 | Wisdom: 7 | Arcane Power: 5 | Accuracy: 5
Abilities: Fearless, Rapid Reviver

Japanese ~ English

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Word Count: 205

Mention: @Sophia Nelson as Ayako Yamamura

Date: August 8th 2022

Redoing R1L3

It seemed that Chiaki was wearing down. She had never been the strongest swimmer, so three laps around a very large ship were testing her abilities. Ayako had pulled ahead, leaving Chiaki to paddle along with the others that were struggling, which was to be expected.

Her muscles ached with pain as she tried to keep going, pushing forwards stroke by stroke. It was tiring to say the least. She yearned to catch up with Ayako and the others, but no matter how hard she attempted to push herself, she just saw Ayako's head float further and further away from where she was. It was a little demotivating to say the least, but she was proud of her friend for making it so far and keeping up with the older students.

Taking deep breaths, Chiaki decided to focus on at least catching up to Ayako for the time being. It wasn't likely she'd be able to catch up to everyone else, or even place in the top ten, so if they could level with Ayako then that would be an impressive accomplishment. At least for them.

So, they had no choice but to ignore the pain to the best of their abilities and keep pushing.

Stats: Sta-9 . Eva-6 . Str-4 . Wis-6 . Arc-7 . Acc-8

Abilities: Calming Presence, 's Grace Allies: Ayako Yamamura

Owl / DM for Interaction ♣ Current Progress : Round 2 Level 1

Ronnie know for all the dedication and time he had invested to honing his love for triathlon, it will paid off off eventually. Every time he did a Triathlon event around São Paulo or anywhere around Brazil, both his father and older brother thinks it was a waste of time but not for Ronnie. His eldest and youngest sister support him to no end.

And if only his mother is still around - no his mother was not passed away only separated a long time ago from his father - also will support him immensely. Ronnie was always an active kid when he was a child and seems could not sit still for even a moment. Thinking back on all the triathlons he did, Ronnie is thankful at least his endurance and stamina are a bit stronger than the rest of his competition.

Because of that fact, Ronnie could pass all the first three stages of level one with a breeze. Though he passed it with easiness, that does not mean he had completed the levels altogether. Has still needs to complete Levels 2 and 3. Each level is divided into sub-level that Ronnie still needs to compete in. The Castlobruxo Duellist was too busy threading the water to catch up with those who were still in the competition and who were not.

Ronnie wanted to take a break. Relaxing his aching and burning muscle. He wonders whether Charles, Haley, and Manuela are still even in the competition or not. But he will do it as he progresses to the next level of this physical endurance competition. Ronnie got to admit, for a magical school who perhaps know a bit about triathlon or perhaps knew next to nothing about the sport, whoever designed the obstacle, did a great job about it.

Not only it is almost the same level of hardship as all the triathlon events the dark-brown-haired boy had ever been to, but it is also challenging and Ronnie loves challenges. And when the Muggle obstacle was thrown at him, Ronnie dodged and weaved it like a pro. When Ronnie caught up and was finally done with the last part of the swimming competition, the Brazilian at least can breathe a little bit.

He then relaxes his burning and tired muscles before he tackles the next round of stages. "One down, two to go,"Ronnie massages softly on his aching shoulder. "Bring it on!,"He said to no one in particular.

𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐌𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

𝐀𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 Ready to conquer Round 2 Level 2

𝐀𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 Advance Casting, Evasive Maneuvers I, Evasive Maneuvers II, Fearless

𝐎𝐮𝐭𝐟𝐢𝐭

𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐬 Stamina 9 Evasion 9 Strength 7 Wisdom 10 Arcane Power 8 Accuracy 10