The .Org Fight Club
Note: Inspired by the martial arts thread. This is going to be different from what you usually see on the .org.
Alright, I have a fun idea. Basically, we challenge each other to virtual fights using our real life bodies and our writing abilities. Those that aren't fighting or choose not to fight can either comment or "bet" upon fighters. The commentary should be interesting, especially in cases of horrible mismatch such as Solypsist (i'm guessing he used to be some kind of ex-military guy) vs. BKS, or Togakure Ojonin vs. Adrian II.
Who fights who is determined by who volunteers to fight (no dragging an unwilling victim into the ring unless it's planned in the story), and by who wins in the previous rounds. Fights are to the death, so if your virtual self dies, you don't get to fight again. You get to pick who to fight (of those who are still alive), first come first serve.
The person that writes the story post up is the better R/L writer of the 2 combatants.
Alrighty.... Now onto the premise and rules:
Premise:
In a dark, crowded nightclub basement somewhere, hundreds of spectators crowd around an area of what's supposedly a dance floor, shouting in a dozen languages and throwing fistfuls of a dozen different types of currencies at the dozens of weekend bookmakers frantically running around trying to collect the cash. In the center of the dance floor, 2 men, both almost stereotypically bald and muscular were in each other's faces, slugging it out, every blow drawing more blood from their already exhausted bodies. The reptetive, close range body blows seemed to go on forever, until one of the men fell. The second man snarled and began to stomp viciously stomp on his head with his steel toed boot, stomping wet chunks of cranium into the floor after 20 seconds or so.
A beautiful woman holding a tray loaded with wads and wads of 500 Euro bills walks onto the floor and hands the second man his winnings. The man screams in triumph, poses for the few cameramen that are there and walks from the floor. A few lowly looking workers in blue plastic uniforms mop off the mess before the next two fighters come onto the floor.
The first fighter looks young, fresh faced and gung-ho. His friends and his pretty looking blond girlfriend cheer him on. He punches the air a bit, showing off his chiseled muscles.
The second fighter looked different. Young, thin with dark hair and eyes so intense, they could burn holes through pavement. He walked slowly onto the floor, his footsteps light as a cat's.
The gung-ho fighter leapt forward, swinging wildly... at nothing but air. The dark haired young man was jumping out his way, leading his opponent on, his feet moving in a singular unpredictabe blur.
More wild swings followed, all dodged effortlessly. The dark haired man began to bob in and out, occasionally using his instep to kick at knees and thighs of the other man.
Not so gung-ho any more, the fighter, so enthuastic a few minutes before started taking even larger swings, dodged as well, except for the last one, which was simply deflected away as the dark haired man worked into his opponent's reach. Once close, the dark haired man's palm shot upwards...
The other fighter's head whipped back as he fell to the ground. A swift follow-up stomp to the crotch caused him to curl up into a whimpering ball. The dark haired man got down onto his knees, quickly trapping his opponent's legs and pinning him firmly to the ground. He raised his balled up fist and quickly smashed it twice into the pinned man's right temple.
The crowd went wild. The dark haired young man collected his winnings without a word.
So went day one of Tosa Inu's efforts to reduce the number of www.totalwar.org members....
Rules:
*Make yourself you in real life. No one on the .org is 9 feet tall with huge muscles.
*You will probably lose, don't be a bad sport about it, besides, writing up the post in which you lose can be fun, after all, it can generate some great pre-fight commentary.
*And above all, have fun.
Myself:
Name: DemonArchangel (the dark haired guy in the premise.)
Height: 5'8
Weight: 125 lbs.
Strengths: Fast, very strong for body size, commands body well.
Weaknesses: Glass jaw, is easily thrown or pinned.
Odds of Actually Winning: 5:3
Originally Posted by Louis VI the Fat
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Re: The .Org Fight Club
...she says fightings for little kids and if I ever even thought about the 'love' club she would personally make me into a ladyboy. I nominate Mrs. Insane the winner 
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