Jul 18, 2009 06:17
[The trouble with coming to a place like Camp, other than the obvious, is that you really don't get as much exercise as you should.
That's why, if you should happen to wander a bit deeper into the woods, to where the zombies are a bit less harmless and a bit more aggressive, you may see a young man surrounded by five of the zombies. He cracks his neck and begins.
Some fighting styles are graceful, almost like a dance. Some focus on quick, rapid strikes to continually keep the opponent on the defensive. This is nothing like those. This is violence in its truest form, hard and brutal.
It's over almost surprisingly fast.]
((violence! Gawk, pester, do some training yourself, mingle, or whatever else you can think of. Everyone's at Otakon and I'm bored. love me.))