Kappa Kappa Gremlin, Monday, The Gym
Sometimes, Fandom's fraternity leaders liked to have nice, easy, low-key frat meetings, like the ones with the video games or the zombie movie marathon.
Sometimes, they liked to do more exciting things, like that one week with the go-karts.
And then there were weeks like this one. Weeks where both leaders had found themselves punching the crap out of things, and the mood kind of had a weird way of carrying over. That was why the frat boys were meeting at the gym today. That was why there was padding set out for all and sundry. That was why there were lanes marked off around the periphery of the gym. And that was why each boy who came in for the meeting today was being sized up for rollerskates and helmets.
Tony still had a colorful, but fading bruise covering half his face, but was grinning like a loon over the rollerskates. Because someone had weird likes. “Today we’re going to give a shot at a roller derby,” he said cheerfully. “Which, for those who don’t know what it is, is a little like bumper cars without the safety of the car.”
Why yes, yes he was insane.
"Essentially," Warren chimed in, also blissfully insane, "you skate around the track and try to knock people off of it. So, if you're going to be participating, you had better be wearing the safety gear. I mean, I am." And he had a healing factor. The rest of you probably weren't so lucky. "This is supposedly mostly a girls' sport. But I'm willing to bet that we can handle it too, huh?"
Yes. Yes, he was totally appealing to manly ego. Warren was a cheater like that.
[Open frat!]
Sometimes, they liked to do more exciting things, like that one week with the go-karts.
And then there were weeks like this one. Weeks where both leaders had found themselves punching the crap out of things, and the mood kind of had a weird way of carrying over. That was why the frat boys were meeting at the gym today. That was why there was padding set out for all and sundry. That was why there were lanes marked off around the periphery of the gym. And that was why each boy who came in for the meeting today was being sized up for rollerskates and helmets.
Tony still had a colorful, but fading bruise covering half his face, but was grinning like a loon over the rollerskates. Because someone had weird likes. “Today we’re going to give a shot at a roller derby,” he said cheerfully. “Which, for those who don’t know what it is, is a little like bumper cars without the safety of the car.”
Why yes, yes he was insane.
"Essentially," Warren chimed in, also blissfully insane, "you skate around the track and try to knock people off of it. So, if you're going to be participating, you had better be wearing the safety gear. I mean, I am." And he had a healing factor. The rest of you probably weren't so lucky. "This is supposedly mostly a girls' sport. But I'm willing to bet that we can handle it too, huh?"
Yes. Yes, he was totally appealing to manly ego. Warren was a cheater like that.
[Open frat!]