TRP is a post-Great War AU RWBY RP set in Mistral City and Haven Academy with no canons, no rank claims, no maidens, and no god interference. We offer a progression system and site-wide events that change the setting based on player actions.
To say he was uninterested in the upcoming event would be the understatement of the Millenium. After waking up an hour earlier than normal, he half-assedly put together a backpack with stuff on it. Inside it there where two short, sturdy ropes, a small flashlight, a magnesium fire starter, two bottles of water, a couple cans of pasta, and, of course, a can opener. How hilarious would it be if he forgot the can opener? Yeah, not happening. For his allowed dust, he simply picked one of gravity dust, to survive the fall, and two of fire dust in case he lost the fire starter.
After leaving the dorms and reaching the launching pads overlooking the Haven Forest, Ryan's mind went into full auto-pilot after he grabbed the notebook. He didn't particularly care about his ranking, or who was above or below him. Or the last second instructions per se. He already paid attention when they told him what he had to do as an Orchid, not that he would really try to accomplish it, though he wouldn't complain if it happened. So right now, he simply waited for the launching to start. The sooner they got over this the sooner they would return to stuff that did matter.
Once the launchings themselves started, Ryan stored the notebook in an inner pocket of his suit and crossed his arms in front of his chest. And so, when it was his turn to be yeeted into the forest, he kept the same exact position as he disappeared into the distance. Taking the gravity dust in his hand, he prepared himself to land in the clearest spot he could find. Afterward... well. Who knows.