daybreakacademy | Kinda like a catch all, where you drop the ball.

Who: Rex vs the world
When: Halloween month
What: The theme of these prompts seems to be 'running.'

🥫 Feeding Frenzy 🐕 Part 1
Late Night Soliel

A fancy town like Soliel doesn't have much of a stray animal problem, but there's always some wherever you go, no matter what the brochures say. Maybe some bratty kids beg for a puppy, stop caring at it, it gets out, perhaps no one goes looking for it... It happens a few times, and in the end, you get a little pack going.

He's done it everywhere he's ever been for more than a few days, so naturally, its become routine in Daybreak- feeding the strays. It's not every night, but there are often those days where he can't find something to do after midnight. On those days, he takes whatever he can to a particular spot by the road to the town where they check for him. Fine dining fit for the fanciest of tables is tossed around, Rex making sure to throw the food around evenly. He does the entire thing with a grim, unfeeling face no matter how cute they are.

🥫 Feeding Frenzy 🐕 Part 2
Late Night Daybreak

Usually, Rex wanders off before they're done eating and the gang is too distracted to follow him. This time, he stayed a little too long- which means why Rex now has a bunch of dogs following him around. He thought if he started to walk, they'd give up. But on the contrary, they started to run circles around him, vying for attention. So he started to run to get away. They ran faster to keep him around. So Rex started a full sprint. His legs are long, but they have four, which is how Rex has ended up dashing through the middle of Daybreak followed by a pack of very insistent dogs. He's the alpha now.

💀 Spooky Scary Skinitons 🏃
Mid-Day Daybreak

Rex has been working on an exo-muscle suit for a while. A set of artificial muscles worn over his own, designed to hold him together if injured and improve physical performance. With a few tips from Dr Ziegler to work from, it was turning out better than expected! Except it had a tendency to get up and go. He hadn't worked that kink out yet.

That's why a headless, hollow set of black muscles, made suitable for a man of Rex's size is running around the academy. Running upright with arms held out, clambering around on all fours (sometimes up walls) and for a limited time offer- riding on Indrik.

🌱 From Little Acorns 🌳
Some time, Daybreak

While Rex thinks basically everything done for fun is a pointless waste of time that is actively bringing humanity closer to extinction by detracting time from essential things... he's still the resident wizard on the student council and has always struggled with saying no to anyone. So preparing the setting for the October dance was his mostly self-imposed task.

Rex started a little garden in the woods early on when he arrived, mostly because he was paranoid about food. He's mostly gotten over that, but he keeps it up anyway. He likes creating things- if that's machines, spells or vegetables, doesn't matter. It interests him the same. Its been grown naturally thus far, but a little communing with the local nature spirits, a bit of research and-

That's how Rex ended up rolling a ten-foot-tall tomato into Daybreak.

His second try is, in typical Rex fashion, far later at night than it should be. So if you're brave or stupid, you might be investigating the intense malevolent laughter coming from the middle of the woods, coming from a giant flaming face.

🌞 I Don't Need Opponents, My Equipment Kicks My Ass For Me 🌝
Any time, training rooms.

Rex has yet to truly comprehend that his mother's signature equipment have minds of their own, thoughts which are complete bitches who hate each other. He's made several attempts to understand their composition, but "sunlight" is not usually a beautiful golden metal suitable for the construction of a six-foot-long sword, nor "moonlight" a brilliant blue and silver gemstone from which a gauntlet/shield combo could be made.

So there's a couple of things to learn.

He can be found in the legionnaire quarters practising in the use of the abnormal equipment. Their colossal size presents problems, but he's determined to master them- as far as he's aware, he's the only heir to the Arany Style and thus honour bound to take them up. Things seem to go much more smoothly when he's seen practising with just the sword or only the shield- but someone might hear his strange cry of "Uboaaa!?" when he tries to swing the sword while holding it in the gauntlet's grip. The sword decided it didn't want to work with the shield, and transformed into a flail halfway through, the chain wrapping around Rex and crashing him to the ground. He didn't know it could do that.

🌝 Pseudo-wildcard- sun and moon shenanigans. 🌞

Equally as baffling was that time someone effected by the sun or moon, like a vampire or were, touched the relevant item and a thing happened.

Or actual wild card, throw whatever you want at me or hit me up to plan something.

Threaded | Flat

[You know something? Therion doesn't like dogs. It's almost a contractual obligation, given his profession, but also, his powers just don't work as well on dogs. He can't hide from them as easily as he can hide from people. And when they're not malodorous, slavering guard monsters stationed between Therion and things that should shortly belong to Therion, they're too friendly.

So when he hears the whines, wuffs, and panting of doggy pursuit, and catches sight of the wacky cartoon chase in progress, Therion wastes absolutely no time scrambling up to the safety of a window ledge, pressing himself as far into the corner as he can go.]

Hey! Put those back where you found them, or so help me--!

[Desidera hasn't forgotten much of anything that she's seen since she first arrived in the middle of August, so when she spots the headless figure while on her way to one of her usual haunts, it doesn't take long to recognize what exactly she's looking at.

Knowing what it is, who it belongs to, and where she had last seen it, she's reasonably certain she knows what needs to be done.

The chase begins.]

You know...

[At first, the sword and shield had been impressive to behold, and then she reached out to touch the sword and felt all the power drain from her body and collapsed. Now there's a bit of a grudge.

Still, she joins Rex in his training whenever she can - whenever she's not busy - even though her school-gifted rapier is no match for Rex. (She wants to learn how to use it effectively, though, just in case there's another school-sanctioned duel.)]

You might want to try talking to them.

[She says, as she looks at Rex wrapped up in the flail and flat on his face.]

Hey!

[Ammy sensed something interesting this way, and arrived just in time to see Rex go ass over teakettle. She has some words to say now.]

Just because you two don't get along doesn't mean you can just take it out on your wielder like that!

[Yes, she is talking to Rex's weapons.]

[Well he also recognize most of these dogs, he didn't expect them to be all the way up in the academy. He stifles a laugh at the scene, striding over]

Ah, so this is the tall one that's been feeding you? I should've realized.

[The man addresses the dogs first with a tone of familiarity]

Feeding Frenzy 2: Paws of Steel

Spooky Scary Skinitons

it's time for Sword Snuggles (TM)

Equipment

Feeding Frenzy 2