Comments | smash_logs: PUT AWAY YOUR SHAKE WEIGHT. GET A REAL WORKOUT. BE A REAL MAN. OR WOMAN. GO LIFTING WITH MAX.

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PUT AWAY YOUR SHAKE WEIGHT. GET A REAL WORKOUT. BE A REAL MAN. OR WOMAN. GO LIFTING WITH MAX.

Aug 13, 2011 23:31

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 ( Read more... )

rhys (fire emblem), knuckles (sonic the hedgehog), azelf (pokemon), !open log, little mac (punch out), vinnie/venusaur (pokemon), jeff angel (hotel dusk), max (advance wars)

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August 13, 6PM http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h44LIiaZhHE wieldsgalaxia August 14 2011, 13:16:46 UTC

Meta Knight was in the workroom. Because he'd thought he'd better himself, even if he was on the short side. Nothing wrong with keeping your status as one of the galaxy's most powerful beings.

He's just looking around the weight room slowly, as if wondering where to start. But then again, it's kinda hard to decide when everything is nearly double your size.

A BIT LIGHT FOR MAX'S TASTES BUT WE'LL GO WITH IT tank_rockarms August 14 2011, 20:32:25 UTC

Max has yet to see the little puffball that is wandering about lost and forlorn in a world where everything is made for people who do not possess feet that are a third of the size of their bodies.

He is, however, making crazy amounts of noise between the grunting and the clanking of weights. Oh he's using the quad machine to work out his legs. And sort of roaring as he does so.

That's cute. You should go up and ask the growling-roar-man where the ball-person-sized equipment is.

Monday 15th, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kr8-E8may2Y punchtheflowers August 14 2011, 23:29:11 UTC

Here is one Vincent Von Venusaur, reporting duty with a rather grim look on his face. Once again fully grown , he could only imagine what his Commanding Officer had in store for him as payback for making him run across Tiki Island for a week chasing his rambunctious Bulbasaur self.

"..." he said, emasculatedly.

YOUR LIFE WILL BECOME AN DESERT, VINCENT VON VENUSAUR. tank_rockarms August 14 2011, 23:34:43 UTC

Oh look, it was Vinnie. At least he was on time.

Max stared Vinnie down with his staring eyes.

"You were a little shit as a kid," Max started.

;-; punchtheflowers August 14 2011, 23:38:08 UTC

Vinnie stood his ground and stared back, hands in his pockets.

"I know, sir."

KEEP CRYING tank_rockarms August 14 2011, 23:43:28 UTC

"What the hell did Red have to go through to train you?" Max asked bluntly. "I met ivysaur you and you were worse."

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August 13th, late afternoon. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EN-3_OR7JoE monotreme_101 August 16 2011, 05:38:46 UTC

Knuckles was ready to kick it up a notch today. They'd been on vacation, he'd taken some time to get re-settled into classes and school life in general, but now? He had some catching up to do.

It was good that Max was here so much lately - it meant he was never, ever short of one of the very few spotters who could lift as much as him.

"Hey! 'Sup Max?" he asked, slinging his gym bag into it's usual cubby and starting his stretches as he walked over to wherever Max was doing whatever he was doing.

YOU HAVE PICKED ONE OF MAX'S FAVORITE BANDS. CONGRATULATIONS. YOU WIN A MEDAL. SHAPED LIKE BICEPS. tank_rockarms August 16 2011, 22:35:37 UTC

Max was using the captain's chair to raise his legs up to do some aerial crunches.

He had his shirt off. Because he could.

"Hey Knuckles," said Max. "Just doin' abs."

All 320 glorious abdominal muscles that Max had.

Re: YOU HAVE PICKED ONE OF MAX'S FAVORITE BANDS. CONGRATULATIONS. YOU WIN A MEDAL. SHAPED LIKE BIC monotreme_101 August 17 2011, 01:05:38 UTC

Knuckles had always rather thought they might need some reinforcements added to that chair. It wasn't going to hold Max forever, especially if he continued to sprout new giant wads of muscle all over like that.

"Abs, huh? Cool. I'm gonna do a round of most everything today. Been letting it slide the last few weeks and it's not sitting right, y'know?"

Sure, he'd been in most of the days that they were at school. But only in small measures. Two or three hours at most.

Re: YOU HAVE PICKED ONE OF MAX'S FAVORITE BANDS. CONGRATULATIONS. YOU WIN A MEDAL. SHAPED LIKE BIC tank_rockarms August 17 2011, 02:44:16 UTC

"I'm doin' legs, too," said Max. "Legs and abs today."

But then again for Max abs were and every-other-day thing. So finding him doing abs shouldn't have been a big surprise.

"You need help with the bench or settin' somethin' up you just ask."

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August 18th and because I'm terrible: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=acQ6jLe3R8E sicklypriest August 18 2011, 21:14:35 UTC

Get serious. Do you honestly think Rhys, with his bedridden history of ills and ailments brought on predominantly by fatigue, would last anything past 10 crunches? He does not belong in the weight room.

But he's here anyway.

No reason why, really. Chances are he got carried away and wound up here serendipitously. Rhys had never been to the weight room before. These fabled contraptions had only been glimpsed in textbooks, but here they are right before him, all with the design to whip people into shape. Of course the health teacher should know this! ...But only in theory. Not practice.

Oh. Oh heavens no. It was Max. Max liked to make him feel awkward. From the looks of it, this was practically Max's living arrangements. He feared being approached by the hulking paragon of muscle development, but wasn't entirely... against it. This room kind of stroked his curiosity. Surely Max would be kind enough to acquaint him with it!

Secretly, he wished he could be as fit and healthy as someone like Max. SIGH... Dreams will always be dreams, ( ... )

You are terrible. tank_rockarms August 19 2011, 02:05:46 UTC

Rhys that is just the effect that Max has on most men, do not worry.

Max was facing away from Rhys, but the weight room had an awful lot of mirrors (vanity of vanities, all is vanity) and saw, while in the midst of his exertions -- shoulder shrugs with his specially made dumbbells -- the school's consumptive nurse standing in the doorway, looking for all the world like a deer caught in the headlights of Max's muscular glory.

Oh, this guy. The guy who told Max to strip down and show him his balls and then when Max did he squealed like a little girl and hid.

Without turning around, but looking at him via the mirror, he asked, "Need somethin'?"

sicklypriest August 21 2011, 20:03:23 UTC

"Oh-! I was just stopping by..." Rhys admitted with raised palms. "I must have been drawn to the loud music playing and had to see what the fuss was all about. And here I am! In the weight room."

Okay, he couldn't resist the temptation to ask. "You must spend a lot of your time in here."

tank_rockarms August 22 2011, 02:21:46 UTC

"Yeah, I do. Six hours a day, six days a week. You don't get a body like this by sittin' around all day."

Like you probably do.

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