Fandom Fight Club: Atlas Gym, Sunday Evening [5.31]
Considering that the majority of the club had probably worked off a good amount of aggression against their reptile friends the other day, Ghanima was pleased to see how many people actually showed up. "Good evening," she said cheerily. "Nice to see no one got eaten by the fish."
"And if anyone got nibbled, chicks dig scars," Tyler said wryly as he ran a thumb over his lips. "So we are here to fight. Not because monsters are attacking us; because we're the monsters, and this is where our dark sides come out." A pause. "Or it might just be a chance to kick the shit out of somebody in a semi-sanctioned way."
"There is nothing 'dark side' about violence," Ghanima countered primly. "That sort of repressive and puritanical thinking leads to mental health problems." Not that she could talk. "And this is not a pick-up joint, Durden, no checking out those of us with scars."
"I think I got spanked for the week," Tyler said. "All right. Matches. Uh ... you two, you two, you and ... Ghani, who do you think?"
Her lips twitched in amusement at the shortening of her name, but she didn't correct him. "With that person there. And you and you, you make a cute couple. Hrm. And the person over there, and that one. Yes, you. Don't look so shocked."
"I think that's five," Tyler said. "Triela, see me on that mat, okay? Everyone else, go have fun."
| Mingle / Beginner Area / RNG Fights / Open Sparring / Talk to the Organizers / OOC |
[OOC: Preplayed with tyler_back, and up early for SP Love. Ya'll know the rules: wait for the purty purty OCD, or Ghani will hurt you. OCD up, so let the games begin!]
"And if anyone got nibbled, chicks dig scars," Tyler said wryly as he ran a thumb over his lips. "So we are here to fight. Not because monsters are attacking us; because we're the monsters, and this is where our dark sides come out." A pause. "Or it might just be a chance to kick the shit out of somebody in a semi-sanctioned way."
"There is nothing 'dark side' about violence," Ghanima countered primly. "That sort of repressive and puritanical thinking leads to mental health problems." Not that she could talk. "And this is not a pick-up joint, Durden, no checking out those of us with scars."
"I think I got spanked for the week," Tyler said. "All right. Matches. Uh ... you two, you two, you and ... Ghani, who do you think?"
Her lips twitched in amusement at the shortening of her name, but she didn't correct him. "With that person there. And you and you, you make a cute couple. Hrm. And the person over there, and that one. Yes, you. Don't look so shocked."
"I think that's five," Tyler said. "Triela, see me on that mat, okay? Everyone else, go have fun."
| Mingle / Beginner Area / RNG Fights / Open Sparring / Talk to the Organizers / OOC |
[OOC: Preplayed with tyler_back, and up early for SP Love. Ya'll know the rules: wait for the purty purty OCD, or Ghani will hurt you. OCD up, so let the games begin!]