Who: Max and YOU and your intense feelings of inadequacy. What: WORKING OUT IN THE WEIGHT ROOM Where: THE WEIGHT ROOM When: EVERY TIME August 8th - 21st Warnings: 150% TESTOSTERONE. Max may swear at some point
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August 11th - SOMETIME IN THE AFTERNOONboxingmidgetAugust 14 2011, 04:46:02 UTC
Someone is already in there. He's being practical and smarter about working out than how he does when he's a little stressed, but he sure is doing a lot. Wonder why?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bXsmGSnq3lEboxingmidgetAugust 14 2011, 04:57:03 UTC
Hi Max. Nod his way.
Yeah, you go over there and pick your absurd sized dumb bells while Mac gets off the work out equipment he was currently using and CHUGGED a whole bottle of water. He was sweating like a monster here.
August 13, in the evening.jonny_talbainAugust 14 2011, 04:59:10 UTC
Well, he'd been here a few days and settled in admirably for someone disliked by most of the student body. Now, it was time to check out the facilities and see for himself how they stacked up against CapHigh's stuff.
He walked into the room, towel over his shoulder and a small, scuffed looking gym bag under one arm.
He saw Max there, but didn't say anything. He just set his gear down on the nearest bench and started looking over the equipment.
WHAT CLASSIC ROCK AND OR PUNK SONG IS PLAYING ON THE RADIO AT THIS MOMENTtank_rockarmsAugust 14 2011, 05:15:32 UTC
Max was using some crazy machine that used gravity boosters or something that had a sign next to it that said 'IF YOUR NAME IS NOT ON THIS LIST THEN YOU DON'T TOUCH BECAUSE YOU COULD DIE' and a selection of names underneath, with Max's on the top and several others beneath, including such strange ones as BLASTOISE, PETUNIA, KNUCKLES, FLAK (though that one had been crossed out so heavily to be barely legible), WERESONIC ONLY with the WERE underlined like four times, FALCON and a few others that I'm too lazy to try and come up with at the moment.
Anyway it looks crazy impressive and Max is straining every muscle possible and hasn't noticed you and your little baby "cor" yet.
August 9th, afternoonprinceangelAugust 14 2011, 05:03:20 UTC
Jeff didn't particularly want to go to the weight room. In fact, he usually avoided the sweat soaked room like the plague. And don't even get him started about the horrific stench whenever the football team was in there. The awful aroma always seemed to seep into the hallway, coating everything in a disgusting layer of BO.
However, Jeff had discovered an unfortunate truth. Staying at the school meant not meeting with his personal trainer. Who was back home. In LA. And while he tried his best to stay fit, the idea of exercising alone wasn't helping to motivate him. Sadly, he was starting to lose his perfect figure. And looking anything but his best was absolutely forbidden.
So there he was. Standing outside the weight room. Still wondering if there was time to run back to his room, do a few crunches, and call it a day.
I do not listen to classics UUUUHHHH - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i9t6IqYtccsprinceangelAugust 14 2011, 17:09:59 UTC
Oh. Oh no. It was that ignorant behemoth who totaled his door. And said he screamed like a girl.
Bristling, Jeff frowned at the name. "First of all, the name's Jeff. And second..." he tried to glance around the giant man and into the weight room, "I was... thinking about using the equipment in there."
IT FEELS VERY 80S IN HERE TO MEtank_rockarmsAugust 14 2011, 20:34:50 UTC
"Alright," said Max to Jeff, the boy who shrieks like a girl, "Jeff. You had an introduction to the weight room before? Somebody show you how to use the stuff and not get hurt?"
Is Max the self-proclaimed boss/nanny of the weight room? Yes. Yes, he is.
14th / early afternoon violetcandypopAugust 14 2011, 06:07:56 UTC
For whatever reason, Ai poked her purple head in the weight room. She'd been lured in by the sound of music. And she was very happy to find someone in there! A very large, blue-haired man.
WHAT CLASSIC ROCK AND OR PUNK SONG IS PLAYING ON THE RADIO AT THIS MOMENTtank_rockarmsAugust 14 2011, 06:10:36 UTC
Over the sounds of WHATEVER IS CURRENTLY PLAYING and grunting and sweat (wait sweat doesn't make a sound) Max heard a little girl's voice.
He turned and looked at the doorway. There was a girl with purple hair and a leaf by her ear. Oh. Oh Max knew what this was. This was one of those pickymen. Girls. Pickymen girl.
"Hey," said Max from across the weight room. He waved muscularly.
A LITTLE EXPECTABLE BUT I'LL GIVE YOU A PASStank_rockarmsAugust 14 2011, 20:22:17 UTC
"Right now?" Max asked, looking at the weights he had set up, "I'm gonna start doin' bicep curls."
He was about to start blasting some curls just like that one picture of Marie with a barbell and what looked like a metric assload of weights on both ends.
August 20th, 3pm - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VgSMxY6asoEihaswillpowerAugust 14 2011, 08:41:48 UTC
[Max promised Azelf he would teach him how to get stronger, which is why the little Pixie had decided to make himself known inside the weight room. Sure, he was five or so months late in doing so. But it's better than not showing up at all, right? Besides, Azelf wanted to know what he can do as a human.
And speaking of human, that's what he currently is now, crawling around the room shirtless while looking for Max. He may not look like it, but Azelf is all the more ready to lift some 10 pound weights. For willpower]
APPROPRIATE FOR RUNNING UP STAIRS IN A SWEATSUITtank_rockarmsAugust 14 2011, 20:27:05 UTC
Max looked at the tiny hop-o-my-thumb as he squirmed around the weightroom. Max wasn't that hard to find. He's the 6'8" wall of muscles with blue hair.
Who is this guy. And while Max could understand the desire to walk around shirtless, generally speaking it was because Max did not have the physique of a ten-year-old-boy.
"Can I help you?" he asked when the pixie-child had worked his way to within earshot.
"You're that little blue guy who's like the size of my," and here, dear reader, Max struggled to find something that was the size of Azelf, and finally settled on something, "hand?" Max asked, a bit confused by the sudden appearance. Though not very confused, as he was used to pokemon turning into humans.
"Alright, uh, do you know how much you can do as a human?" Max said, trying to figure out where to start. "How much you can lift and are you goin' for size or just health or...?"
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Max nods to Mac as he passes him on the way to get the absurdly large dumbbells Max uses.
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Yeah, you go over there and pick your absurd sized dumb bells while Mac gets off the work out equipment he was currently using and CHUGGED a whole bottle of water. He was sweating like a monster here.
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Lovingly.
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He walked into the room, towel over his shoulder and a small, scuffed looking gym bag under one arm.
He saw Max there, but didn't say anything. He just set his gear down on the nearest bench and started looking over the equipment.
"...cor."
It really was impressive stuff.
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Anyway it looks crazy impressive and Max is straining every muscle possible and hasn't noticed you and your little baby "cor" yet.
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"Blimey... what's this supposed to be? Some sort of....something...?"
Quite clearly lost for words. It was noit a bench press nor was it a set of dumbells or any other sort of machine he recognized.
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However, Jeff had discovered an unfortunate truth. Staying at the school meant not meeting with his personal trainer. Who was back home. In LA. And while he tried his best to stay fit, the idea of exercising alone wasn't helping to motivate him. Sadly, he was starting to lose his perfect figure. And looking anything but his best was absolutely forbidden.
So there he was. Standing outside the weight room. Still wondering if there was time to run back to his room, do a few crunches, and call it a day.
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And he saw, uh, that kid who screams like a little girl standing there. What's his name. Max can't remember. So he'll call you kid now.
"Hey, kid, you need somethin'?" Max asked.
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Bristling, Jeff frowned at the name. "First of all, the name's Jeff. And second..." he tried to glance around the giant man and into the weight room, "I was... thinking about using the equipment in there."
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Is Max the self-proclaimed boss/nanny of the weight room? Yes. Yes, he is.
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"Hello!" she squeaked.
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He turned and looked at the doorway. There was a girl with purple hair and a leaf by her ear. Oh. Oh Max knew what this was. This was one of those pickymen. Girls. Pickymen girl.
"Hey," said Max from across the weight room. He waved muscularly.
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Ai had never seen someone wave muscularly before. It was a little weird.
"What are you doing?"
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He was about to start blasting some curls just like that one picture of Marie with a barbell and what looked like a metric assload of weights on both ends.
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And speaking of human, that's what he currently is now, crawling around the room shirtless while looking for Max. He may not look like it, but Azelf is all the more ready to lift some 10 pound weights. For willpower]
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Who is this guy. And while Max could understand the desire to walk around shirtless, generally speaking it was because Max did not have the physique of a ten-year-old-boy.
"Can I help you?" he asked when the pixie-child had worked his way to within earshot.
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It's me, Azelf - The Being of Willpower! You're not supposed to forget it!
[The frown soon changed to a smile when his reason of being here came to mind]
Anyway, you said a few months ago that you was gonna help me get stronger. So let's get started - for willpower!
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"Alright, uh, do you know how much you can do as a human?" Max said, trying to figure out where to start. "How much you can lift and are you goin' for size or just health or...?"
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