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estoria2016-04-02 12:12 am
yourotherleft) wrote in estoria2016-04-02 12:12 am
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The second rule of fight club
Who: OPEN...ish
When: IC 6/16, late night
Where: the pleasure district
What: it's time for a field trip to the underground fight clubs - voluntarily or accidentally. Not limited to characters Zoro personally knows, feel free to bump into him, thread amongst yourselves, etc.
Rating/Warning: violence, bloodshed, etc. I mean, it's fight club.
This time, it's not about the money. It's about letting off some steam. Zoro has some things to work out, okay, best done with bare knuckles and blades, and he knows he's not the only one.
He's talked about the underground fighting rings to a few people, so when he gets it in his head to go looking for one, he starts with a round of texts to those closer to him, who he knows would be up for some fun. Vietnam, Kashuu, Kaneda, maybe Mutsu. After that he adds in Dotanuki and Angelo and a few others, he's not as close to them but they sound like fun in a brawl. Sanji, well, he just gets dragged out of the apartment by the arm. He tells them they're welcome to bring a friend along, if they know someone who'd be all up in this mess. Meet at eleven outside a certain host club. Of course, a group like that prowling around the pleasure gardens looking for nondescript doors leading to basements guarded by thugs instead of patronizing any establishments is going to attract suspicions...
Success! This looks like just the place to get some fight on.
[ooc: so here's the deal. There are two fight clubs, we'll call them A and B. When people get tired of one (or kicked out), they can head to the second. Treat this as an open log - pick a setting, toplevel, tag around! No need to thread with Zoro alone, he's just one among many tonight.
Club A is a flashy setup where the fighters, some of them well-known with popular followings, like to don silly nicknames and even costumes or gimmicks. It's not just for show, though, these guys know how to fight and there are no restrictions on weapons, armor, or powers. A force field usually protects the audience from the blood splatter. Fruity alien drinks, scantily clad...uh, creatures of any gender, actually, this is the place for an exciting night out. A bettor can make it big if their fighter keeps going all the way in tournament brackets, but even one upset loss can be bad news.
Spectate from the bar, join the fighting, or pretend you're somebody's coach and sneak into the locker rooms to ogle the pro-fighters in their costumes.
Club B is dingier, darker, and not big on the showmanship, but the fighting is so savage that the stakes are much higher for both the fighters and anyone who bets on them. No armor allowed, and fights vary from fists-only to simple bladed weapons, no lasers. The drinks are terrible unless you like your booze neat, which probably is necessary for some of those bruisers to dull the pain receptors. They enjoy rookie fighters brave enough to show their mettle, and while not all fights end in someone's death, it's not rare.
The real heavy-hitters in the underground frequent this one, there may be heads of rings of illicit activities in the shadows. All that technology smuggling has to happen somewhere, after all.
If your character wouldn't be in Zoro's contact list to get an invite, or get invited by a friend/enemy/frenemy, feel free to run into him while he's talking his way into the fight club with the nice gentlemen in their very tight t-shirts standing guard at the door. He'll let anyone come along as long as they know what they're getting into - after all, Vietnam gets to play!]
When: IC 6/16, late night
Where: the pleasure district
What: it's time for a field trip to the underground fight clubs - voluntarily or accidentally. Not limited to characters Zoro personally knows, feel free to bump into him, thread amongst yourselves, etc.
Rating/Warning: violence, bloodshed, etc. I mean, it's fight club.
This time, it's not about the money. It's about letting off some steam. Zoro has some things to work out, okay, best done with bare knuckles and blades, and he knows he's not the only one.
He's talked about the underground fighting rings to a few people, so when he gets it in his head to go looking for one, he starts with a round of texts to those closer to him, who he knows would be up for some fun. Vietnam, Kashuu, Kaneda, maybe Mutsu. After that he adds in Dotanuki and Angelo and a few others, he's not as close to them but they sound like fun in a brawl. Sanji, well, he just gets dragged out of the apartment by the arm. He tells them they're welcome to bring a friend along, if they know someone who'd be all up in this mess. Meet at eleven outside a certain host club. Of course, a group like that prowling around the pleasure gardens looking for nondescript doors leading to basements guarded by thugs instead of patronizing any establishments is going to attract suspicions...
Success! This looks like just the place to get some fight on.
[ooc: so here's the deal. There are two fight clubs, we'll call them A and B. When people get tired of one (or kicked out), they can head to the second. Treat this as an open log - pick a setting, toplevel, tag around! No need to thread with Zoro alone, he's just one among many tonight.
Club A is a flashy setup where the fighters, some of them well-known with popular followings, like to don silly nicknames and even costumes or gimmicks. It's not just for show, though, these guys know how to fight and there are no restrictions on weapons, armor, or powers. A force field usually protects the audience from the blood splatter. Fruity alien drinks, scantily clad...uh, creatures of any gender, actually, this is the place for an exciting night out. A bettor can make it big if their fighter keeps going all the way in tournament brackets, but even one upset loss can be bad news.
Spectate from the bar, join the fighting, or pretend you're somebody's coach and sneak into the locker rooms to ogle the pro-fighters in their costumes.
Club B is dingier, darker, and not big on the showmanship, but the fighting is so savage that the stakes are much higher for both the fighters and anyone who bets on them. No armor allowed, and fights vary from fists-only to simple bladed weapons, no lasers. The drinks are terrible unless you like your booze neat, which probably is necessary for some of those bruisers to dull the pain receptors. They enjoy rookie fighters brave enough to show their mettle, and while not all fights end in someone's death, it's not rare.
The real heavy-hitters in the underground frequent this one, there may be heads of rings of illicit activities in the shadows. All that technology smuggling has to happen somewhere, after all.
If your character wouldn't be in Zoro's contact list to get an invite, or get invited by a friend/enemy/frenemy, feel free to run into him while he's talking his way into the fight club with the nice gentlemen in their very tight t-shirts standing guard at the door. He'll let anyone come along as long as they know what they're getting into - after all, Vietnam gets to play!]
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At some point, when her fights finally conclude and Weiss is getting off the stage, a bruised and battered Jaune Arc is passively acknowledging her. ]
"Ice Queen" now, huh? That's new.
[ Weiss wearing that name, that is. ]
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Still, she keeps her mask on. She probably shouldn't be betting on herself, so its better that people don't realize who she is.]
It kind of fits, here. Royal theming, ice powers, Ice Queen.
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... Y'know, if you need money, I can help you with that. You don't need to be in a place like this.
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Weiss Schnee will never be in need of money.
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Right, my mistake. You're just here to have fun...
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We all need to let off steam. Maybe it feels nice to have people cheering for me.
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[ (But I always cheer for you... ) ]
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I mean, sure there was the Vytal Festival, but it always felt like people were just cheering for the tournament, rather than for me.
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[ He was fairly concerned when Weiss threw herself in the lava geyser, and he can't imagine being the only one. ]
Though, does this really count as you, or is it the mask?
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[She crosses her arms defensively. At least here she doesn't have to worry about the White Fang.]
They're cheering for the performer in the mask. That performer just happens to be Weiss Schnee, not that that means anything here.
[Which is an odd feeling. Sure, she misses the recognition sometimes, but it's also a chance for her to be herself without her name looming over her. It's freeing, but that freedom is a bit intimidating.]
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You must be glad to be back here, at least. Y'know, with Ruby.
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[Being alone in a big mansion, surrounded by people who care more about her money than her happiness.]
I was worried I'd never see you guys again.
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And even if I could, how would I even find you guys without the Scrolls?
[She doesn't even sound mad. Just... lost. There's a lot up in the air right now. Too many uncertainties.]
...Blake might not even want to be found.
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[ He would spell it out for her if he could bring himself to talk about his own team mate. Pyrrha didn't want anybody going after her either, and yet they all did. But the biggest difference between Blake and Pyrrha is that only one of those will definitely never be seen again. ]
Ruby hasn't given up, don't be so quick to decide it's over.
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[The digital abyss? The vast reaches of space? How does this place even work.]
Ugh, but I'm glad Ruby's still going. She's tougher than any of us.