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 Posted: Thu May 19, 2011 9:17 pm
In addition to taking a run every morning since attending Fitness Club, West had also entertained the idea of using some of those machines Riley had been so eager to point out. The problem was, she had also warned them not to use any of the equipment without a... buddy.
Screw buddies.
West had managed to stay away from the club's meeting room for a couple of days now, long enough for both his many paintball-inflicted bruises and his mild uneasiness at disobeying Riley's orders to begin to fade. With or without a buddy he was going to hit some s**t.
He peeked through the door, and seeing no one inside, West quickly made his way over to one of the pristine punching bags and poked at it. It didn't seem like smacking the thing would be as satisfying as smacking another kid's face, but he had been aiming for proper behavior and respectability... today. He doubted he would have any great epiphany punching things he was meant to, but he was willing to give it a try.
(( oh look, it's our fighting system so we don't look at this in the future and think we were drunk or interpreting rolls wrong
1st die: 1-4 hit, 5-6 miss
2nd die: damage ))
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2011 11:41 pm
Oh that sauna. That wonderful, wonderful sauna. Bul hadn't actually had a chance to dilly dally in it yet but he made it a goal to stay in it for at least an hour. He knew that other people would enjoy it but he personally wanted to have alone time where he could maybe even nap in the steamy warmth- this of course was out of the question without a buddy. Asking Seiji was pretty out of the question if it meant just him and Seiji- the boil liked his friend a lot but it just didn't... feel right... at all. 'Yeah Seiji come with me to the sauna and sleep with me.'
Yeah.
One way or another he would find himself in that sauna- as long as he could avoid the wrath of Riley. He wondered if... such a thing was even possible in the first place judging from their first club meeting but he was going to give it a bit of a gamble. Jack bless his soul.
Bul had his shorts and a loose shirt with him as not to run around the halls naked but he didn't intend to keep them in the sweat-room.
"Ah the club issss... this room-"
Much to his surprise the room was occupied. Bul had seen this other red head on a good number of occasions yet never talked to him. They shared music class together and both even played the drums. They also had gym and human studies. Of course he really remembered him most from the Abandoned School. He seemed to have a good relationship with the monster ghoul that was eager to devour the half beast. Yet among all these occasions and now fitness club together he hadn't spoken one on one with the demon.
"Heh.. didn't really want to deal with a buddy I'm guessing? We're all adults.. well sorta.." The last comment was more towards himself.
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2011 7:10 pm
West turned to peer over his shoulder when he heard someone speak, his eyes narrowing to accompany his usual sneer. Ah. He vaguely recalled that this was one of the boils who had shot at him during their little paintball brawl, but he too mostly remembered the monster from that island.
Well, in hindsight, anyone who made it all the way to the moment when they had been 'rescued' deserved a fair amount of his unbiased time, even if they had yet to otherwise prove they were worth anything.
"Nah," he said, giving the punching bag a nudge before turning to face Bul. "Didn'see th'point really. I jus'wanna hit things anyway'n a punchin' bag's'not gonna hurt me back." His sneer faded slightly, but the suspicion didn't leave his eyes. "What're you 'ere for?"
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2011 7:34 pm
"I dunno, I'd be careful especially if that thing is any bit like Professor Blue's music stand.." Bul spoke back and hung up his towel by the door while eying the sauna. That could always wait a little bit. Plus he felt it may be a little rude just to snuff the other boil completely.
"I was gonna use the sauna maybe after using an elliptical or something.. I think Riley has the notion that he who stays in the sauna alone dies alone," he rolled his eyes back towards West. "but I think she's just a little nervous.. maybe." It was hard to speak about the club leader when he was convinced she could show up at any moment and skin him.
Stepping closer now the monster boil offered the demon a wide grin. "Oh Hey and.. no hard feelings about the paintball attack hm?"
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2011 11:07 pm
At the mention of that damn music stand, West clenched a fist as if preparing himself for an attack. He hadn't thought that the stupid punching bags in here might have been sentient, but he was ready for them now, if a bit belatedly. It was slip ups like this that kept getting him in trouble. He had to start being more aware of his surroundings somehow, even if his present tendency was to fling himself headlong into dangerous situations and deal with the consequences later.
No hard feelings, hm? West could manage that, at least on the surface and for the time being. He held out his hand to shake, the corners of his mouth turning up ever so slightly. "Yeah. Sure. No hard feelins. I'm West," he said, more so that the other boil would introduce himself in return than out of friendliness. Even though they had crossed each others' paths many times before, West couldn't seem to recall the boil's name for some reason. "I've got no idea how t'use anna'liptical. An' I've never been inna sauna." As far as he knew, his parents had one of their own, but he could never bring himself to be interested in it long enough to try it out. "Why wouldya die in one?" Perhaps he had underestimated the steamy, mysterious rooms.
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Posted: Sun May 29, 2011 11:26 pm
Bul remembered getting snipped quite viciously by the music stand but... West stood out in his memory as one of the kids that got violently attacked by the damned thing. Fortunately since then they hadn't had any experiences with their own instruments being malevolent- in which case Bul's drumset would have been returned in far worse condition.
"Bul," the half beast replied and shook the avarice demon's hand firmly. West was a respectable boil for certain. Proven bad a** enough already, the other seemed to be a victim of karma and lots of battle scars and what better way to get tough then that. Either way, Bul was pleased to now have formally spoken with the other red head.
"Beats me but you really outta try it. You sweat till you see s**t pretty much," he said and idly meandered towards the boxing arena they had in the fitness room and crawling over the ropes tapping his tail on the surface. "Wonder if we're gonna learn to fight in gym. Like.. real hard core tooth and nail s**t.." he muttered.
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Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2011 1:26 pm
Ah. Well, depending on his mood, West could see himself sitting in a steamy room. Briefly. Without lounging. If it was really that great, he probably wouldn't want to be the only one who hadn't done it.
"It's... excellent t'meet ya, Bul," West replied. And it was. He might not have fully trusted the other boil yet, but who did he trust? Plus, Bul had started talking about interesting things all of a sudden, instead of saunas and ellipticals.
"Doubt it," the demon replied. "'m not sure beatin' th'crap outta each other's on Riley's agenda. 't's on mine though. Been waitin' fer Fright Club t'get started fer'f'rever."
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 7:40 pm
"Ya know the first rule about Fright Club is not to talk about Fright Club-" Bul teased before throwing fake punches into the air. "Actually I was wondering if the school was going to have one. Best worst kept secrets.. there was this Fright Club down the lane from my house and my friend at the time who was older than me would bring me to them to watch. They were kinda flakey on the rules since they weren't gonna force me to fight but.."
Frowning, Bul had to come miss the nasty dark room that the big boys would wrestle each other down bloody until one gave in. The sense of brotherhood there was magnificent.
"What say we have a little fright club moment right here right now?" he grinned toothily.
((you think we should roll or something for this?? xDD))
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2011 9:35 am
A smile broke across West's face as Bul recited the familiar first rule of Fright Club. The demon had never actually attended a proper meeting of the famed club, but until fairly recently, he had been surrounded by wrath demons on a nearly constant basis. It was safe to say he knew all about Fright Club.
"Yeah," he agreed, balling a fist and tapping it idly against his thigh. "Tha'wouldn't be a wastuh my time." He glanced around to make sure that no one had crept up on them, then slid over to the boxing ring and ducked between the ropes. West wouldn't have really minded an audience normally, but he wasn't quite sure that Riley, or the faculty for that matter, would have approved of unscheduled fisticuffs.
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Pepzilla rolled 2 6-sided dice:
1, 1
Total: 2 (2-12)
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 8:04 am
Bul had confidence that a certain Fitness club leader was not in the nearby vicinity. Either way, he knew he and West were not looking to cause drama between one another- the boils didn't really work that way. Of course, it wasn't necessarily a very bright idea at all but in a game of fists there wasn't much room for bright ideas. Not unless you played dirty.
"Alright, alright..." the half beast nodded, pleased (and unsurprised) to see West approach the ring, stepping back to give adequate enough room. With the slightest shuffle of his clawed feet, Bul used the visual cue to prepare the other before getting close and swiping for a hit.
He might as well have caressed the wrath demon.
((HP: 25, damage done: 1))
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Smerdle rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 4
Total: 10 (2-12)
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 9:10 am
"Ha!" West laughed, sidestepping Bul's initial attack well enough to only catch the edge of it. His smile lingered as he lashed out with a fist and surprisingly the expression remained, even thought he completely missed. This was more like it! Well, minus the missing and all of that. No trickery or tentacles, just fists and strength. Surely he would do better as the fight went on.
As much as he didn't want to admit it, there might have been something to the whole "warming up" thing.
(( HP: 24
Damage: 0 ))
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Pepzilla rolled 2 6-sided dice:
1, 5
Total: 6 (2-12)
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 9:23 am
There was a moment to duck though the further they'd get into it there'd be a lot less room to maneuver. This was the first time Bul had fought with another student and it was actually revitalizing to be just raw rough housing. No drama, no ghouls involved, just as good as a fight could get.
Why didn't they have some sparring club? Or was that just gym class? Though the more he thought about it the boil realized that it really was kinda unconventional to fist fight. After all what were ghosts? Thankfully West was as tangible as they get.
He threw another punch this time, yelling out excitedly when it'd make contact.
(( HP: 25
Damage: 5 ))
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Smerdle rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 3
Total: 8 (2-12)
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 12:48 pm
Honestly, fist fighting was what the wrath demon preferred, given how much he hated what happened to him when he used his FEAR. A part of him realized that he should have been practicing more than physical fighting, but he was also starting to see that he needed practice with that too, so what difference did it make?
He tried to sidestep again, but he slid in the wrong direction, catching Bul's punch with his face. He quickly shook his head, his smile fading as he tasted blood. That sucked. His vision swam for a moment and he shot out a fist, his punch going wide again.
"Jackdammit," he muttered, shifting back and bringing his fists up to shield his face. This was not going as well as he had hoped.
(( HP: 19
Damage: 0 ))
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Pepzilla rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 6
Total: 12 (2-12)
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 2:17 pm
West's fists protected him well enough- Bul tried to aim for his face again but found his blow missing. Fool West once, shame on you. The monster boil jumped back a tad and slapped his tail hard on the surface of the boxing ring before snarling instinctively. It wasn't really that malicious of a face but his spines did quiver on his elbows and face.
"Come on West hit me come on!" he taunted, in hopes it would indeed provoke the demon.
(Since... afterall scars and bruises can be hot C: )
((HP: 25
Damage: 0))
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Smerdle rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 6
Total: 8 (2-12)
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 6:58 am
The wrath demon had only rarely ever needed provocation to land punches, but it seemed that this was one of those times. He shook his head again to clear it further when Bul jumped back to taunt him, then with a snarl of his own, he rushed forward, his next punch landing with a jarring smack that shook his own arm as well. West smiled, bouncing back on the balls of his feet. Much better.
He quirked his fingers at Bul in a gesture that clearly read, Brother, it is time you cometh at me.
(( yayyy injuries XD ))
(( HP: 19
Damage: 6 ))
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