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bakerstreet2023-03-09 05:49 pm
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THE 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.
oh kangwoo （player who returned 10,000 years later）
Theo Raeken | Teen Wolf
Re: Theo Raeken | Teen Wolf
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jill valentine | resident evil | ota
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[ His voice comes low from behind the big tree. It's the one she's got a bag hanging from for training. Joel stumbled onto the grounds for a litte lesson himself, but he's got to be a dork about it of course. He's dressed in a fitted navy t-shirt and jeans with boots that are laced up under the cuffs. It's not exactly ideal but it's what works for him. He circles around the trunk making his way towards her. He's looking her up and down as if he's going to be a threat; trouble for sure as he doesn't plan on making this easy for her. ]
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[ She notices him before he appears and was already poised to fight anyone that might stumble out here if they were less than friendly; it's a pleasant surprise when it's him, however. Jill's in the usual gym gear, albeit with a plain grey t-shirt with the sleeves cutoff to make it a lame muscle shirt. A hand falls to her hip when she looks him over like she's sizing him up, genuinely wondering if he wants to spar or something else. He's probably just messing with her, but that's always welcome.
A faint smile cracks on her expression and she makes a small sound. Almost a sigh. ]
So, what are you doing out here? Looking for trouble?
Lucius Malfoy | Harry Potter
Saber || Fate/ || OTA
Archie Andrews | Riverdale
Maki Zen'in || Jujutsu Kaisen || OTA
jobu tupaki . eeaao
Lady Nagant | BNHA
Remilia Scarlet (Adult) | Touhou Project | OTA
Locus | Red vs Blue | OTA
Re: Locus | Red vs Blue | OTA
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[Military bases have plenty of three particular things: Inter-faction rivalries, people forced to be in close proximity, and testosterone. It makes them hotbeds for aggression. That aggression has to go somewhere and, well, the gym does have a fighting ring in it. It was only natural that a Fight Club would form.
With plenty of bets being made, the money isn't bad either, even if that's not exactly why Yamato competes. Rather, he has a lot of wayward anger to vent, and his fellow pilots are cocky assholes who keep riling up other soldiers, and someone has to step in to put down all the burgeoning grudges forming towards the pilot corps.
He's just finished one fight, holding up an arm in the ring, letting the cheers (and boos) wash over him as his opponent is dragged away. He's dressed for the occasion, barechested and barefooted in just his fatigue pants, which does mean that the bruises mottling his side from where his last opponent whaled on him are visible.
He's not backing down just yet, though, and the announcer seems thrilled about that, announcing to the floor that Yamato will take on any contender who dares to give it a try.]
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Samuel didn't really care. But his squad thought highly of his physical prowess and hated when he let it go to waste, as they put it. So he stepped into the ring to the announcer's delight.
Ortez ignored it all, the surrounding cheers and jeers, it was all just background noise now. He was in the ring and he had one opponent in front of him. His focus was on that man and that man alone. That was the enemy.
His expression was impassive. He gave no greeting and would only speak if prompted. Instead, he was simply, casually ready until the fight began in earnest. The most he spared for his opponent was an acknowledging nod.]
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The announcer took his sweet time hyping the audience up for the fight, enough that Yamato started to get restless, shifting his weight from foot to foot. When he was done and the bell rang, it was almost a relief. At least he could do something instead of staring and waiting.
As the crowd roared with cheers, Yamato lifted his fists, set his feet apart, and started forward, slowly and carefully. No sense in rushing in and probably getting knocked flat on his back for his trouble.]
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The fight began. The other man became focused and kept his pace slow and steady. Commendable.
Locus moved forward to match, eyes shifting, but never focusing entirely on one feature too long. He needed to see the whole in order to react accordingly. But he waited no longer as they approached each other. Locus threw the first punch, a simple straight, to test the waters. He side stepped slowly around, looking for all the world like a big boxer biding his time. Another punch, two, an easy combo.
Nothing serious yet. But don't underestimate the strength behind the large man.]
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He dodged that straight, weaving out of the way, moving with Locus as he stepped around. When the combo came, he dodged around both punches as well. He was fast, that much would be obvious, nimble enough to keep pace and bob around any blows coming his way.
He moved to throw a few testing punches of his own -- two light jabs at Locus' nose to test his reflexes, then a slower, but still fairly light cross at his chin. He wasn't committing to anything yet, just cautiously probing at the bigger man's defences.]
Felix | Red vs Blue | OTA