THE FIGHT MEME

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THE (august) FIGHT MEME



What else needs to be said? Release your inner warrior and partake in some epic (or hilariously bad) battles! Do you use a sword? Are you a martial arts master? Are you a wizard? Can you even fight?

It doesn't matter if you're just having a friendly spar or deciding the fate of the universe. You're suddenly filled with the urge to fight the next person you meet. Cut loose and show off your skills!

RULES

◘ Post with your character! List your fighting preferences if you'd like (Sparring, Death Battles, Anything Goes, etc.)
◘ Reply to someone else
◘ ROUND 1...
◘ ... FIGHT!

Here are some prompts to pick from (or RNG from):



1: VERBAL
Not all fights are physical. Maybe you're just really mad and really loud.

2: WUSSY
This is possibly the dumbest limp-wristed flail fight you've ever been involved in.

3: WITS
Because why would you beat someone into the ground when you can humiliate them with your massive intellect instead?

4: PRIZEFIGHT
There's an audience to watch and a prize at stake that only one of you can walk away with. Best bring your A-game.

5: SPARRING
You're fighting to improve. Whether you know your partner or whether you've
just met, you can be pretty sure you're walking away from this one.

6: GRUDGE MATCH
Your hated rival is in town. It's time for a rematch.

7: BAR FIGHT
Welcome to the mother of all drunken brawls.

8: YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO THIS!
Maybe your opponent is your friend/sibling/love/other cherished person. Maybe
you're a pacifist. Either way, you're in this fight, but you really
don't want to be.

9: TO THE DEATH
This is it. Too much has happened for this to be anything but a fight to the end. Only one of you is walking away from this.

10: OBLIGATORY SMUT OPTION
Hate sex is the best. And some people like smut and some do not.

11: AGAINST THE HORDE
It's you and your ally against many. Demons, zombies, whatever. Rip and tear, until it is done.

12: GODMODE
You and your opponent both have world-breaking superpowers, and frankly everyone would be happier if you weren't fighting. You are, though, and it's awesome, even if there might not be much left when you're done.

13: RANDOM
Your very own personalized scenario.


Original here.

Comments

[500dollarglasses]

As soon as he put his foot back down, she sprang into a move that he'd seen her use in the tournament. The one that had her moving almost like a gymnast to lock her legs around his neck. It was so strange and surprising that when you saw it coming at you, it was hard to come up with a way to stop it.

It could be dodged with a side-step or blocked if you raised up your arms in time, but only if you could react to it in time.

Johnny, still, wasn't quite that used to seeing it in action and he gets his hands up late. "If you wanted to get me between your legs, Sonya, there are easier ways to do it." He's trying to pry her thighs apart before she starts to squeeze.

[killerkiss]

Ohh that made her grin, and to be fair it was true, but that wasn't why they were training. "What can I say, sometimes I just like a little spontaneity."

Sonya wrenched her body hard intending to topple them both to the floor where his height and weight advantage didn't mean as much, not when she had him in a leg lock like this.

"But you can tap out any time, Johnny, just use your safeword." Sparring was never this fun with her squadmates, she should be so flippant about it, but damned if he didn't make it a good time.

[500dollarglasses]

He tried not to go down, but he was so busy trying to keep her from squeezing around his neck too tightly, that he wasn’t able to keep her from knocking him over, as well.

Fighting off the squeeze, at the moment, was more important that making sure he stayed standing. It took a lot of sustained muscle squeezing to choke someone out, but if he could keep his hands in place, eventually she’d have to abandon the attempt. It wasn’t worth spending too much energy and strength on a half successful choke hold.

“I am not tapping, Sonya. I’d sooner let you put me to sleep.”

[killerkiss]

"If that's you're way of asking me to take you to bed it's going to have to wait till we're done." She flexed her legs, and they were impressively strong, but he'd managed to worm his hands in such a way as to stop the hold from being more than marginally effective. It was only a matter of time before she had to let him go and that wasn't going to leave her in a very advantageous position.

Still one of them would break the hold sooner or later and the longer she stayed with it the less she'd have for the rest of the match. The smart thing to do was to get out on her terms. One leg drawback enough to put her foot under his jaw, a press there to have his head tipped back and his attention on guarding that while she drew the other back to her and under her, letting her be closer to standing.

Downside he had a foot he could grab if he was fast, upside he was always careful about his face, even if she wasn't trying to hurt him.

[500dollarglasses]

"You will not be confused about when I'm asking you to bed, babe. You're confusing me with someone that's subtle once in a while."

His face was the money maker and while he happened to know all the best people for putting it back together again -- through medical and mystical means -- he would just rather not be hit there. So he spends a little more of his energy making sure he doesn't get kicked, by roughly pushing that leg away from him.

He pops up to his feet fast, raising his hands high. As soon as she stands he launched himself into a superman punch or more specific to Johnny, a shadow-punch without the martial arts magic.

[killerkiss]

"Point." Johnny had never left her guessing for his intentions.

She took advantage of the break and got to her feet quickly, but he was quicker. For a big guy, he could move fast and that move packed a punch. It hit solidly and drove the wind from her, sending her backward and doubled over clutching her middle.

She gritted her teeth because she didn't have the air to curse and fell to one knee gasping to get her breath back. Shit, that was the sort of hit that was going to take her down for a full minute, which would leave her completely vulnerable to attack. A hit like that meant one thing, game over.

With a grudging look, she reached down and hit the mat three times signifying her yielding. She lost this time, but next time she'd be more prepared and she'd have a way to counter that hit. For the moment she just knelt and closed her eyes fighting the panic that came with being unable to breathe until it had passed.

[500dollarglasses]

Johnny stood over her. Not to gloat, but he couldn't help being a little concerned. Now that she'd tapped, he could go back to being a boyfriend again and that meant that he could be worried about her -- at least that was how he felt, anyway. Who knew how she was going to feel?

When he could see that she was breathing again, he offered her a hand up.

No cocky taunts. No smug looks. Just Johnny trying to help her up on her feet.

[killerkiss]

She looked up, and far from being angry or hurt she was actually smiling, a little pained maybe but smiling.

Sonya slapped her hand into his and let him help haul her to her feet. She just looked at him and shook her head. "That move packs a punch. You know next time I'm gonna be ready to kick your ass right?" She could feel a bruise blooming on his abdomen and knew her jaw was going to ache a bit, but they were good solid hits and she didn't feel bad about them at all.

"Does this mean I have to watch another Ninja Mime movie?"

[500dollarglasses]

"It does and I know."

Oh, did he know she was going to be thinking about that move. What he'd done. What she'd done. What she could do differently so that she was one helping him up at the end. She was tactically minded that way and he didn't need to have been dating her very long to realize it.

For him? Martial arts were a lot more intuitive and spontaneous. The equivalent of improv for the body. There were a lot of different way to approach fighting, he muses, before a Ninja Mime comment bring him out of his thoughts.

"Oh, well, we haven't watched number two yet. That was the best one."

[killerkiss]

The next groan was purely theatrical at his decision that Ninja Mime II was the best of an otherwise silly run of films.

"Fine, you won you pick the flick." She held up a hand in surrender, even more reason for her to win next time. She might just pick a movie to get back at him. An insane rom com would do the trick.

"Ok, I need to hit the shower and then food? I will need my strength to make it through you in mime makeup."

[500dollarglasses]

"Okay, yeah that makes sense."

He'd have time to get himself and his place cleaned up in that time. While he had a lot of fun with with the couple of dates they had out places (the laser tag had been a genius idea), he kinda preferred the nights in a little bit better.

There was fewer chances that things could get awkward around people that recognized him or that pictures of their PDA could end up on TMZ.

"Do you need me to pick you up or are you just gonna head over?"

[killerkiss]

"I need to grab some things and I'll head on over. Gives you about thirty before I get there." Which would be time enough for him to straighten up whatever mess he has made since the last time his cleaning lady came by.

Plus she would need to check in with Briggs about being off base and letting him know how she could be reached in case of an emergency. She expected the usual glower when he weaseled out of her just where she was going, but he'd begun to accept that she and Johnny were an item now and that was just how things were going to be.