Is Don't Talk About Fight Club

[moveslikejaeger]

WHO: Fight Club! And anyone who wants to show up just to watch.
TONE: Roughhousing and Shenanigans
RATING: PG-13 to be safe
WHEN: Saturday Night, October 6
WHERE: Empty Dueling classroom
WHAT: The first meeting of the fight club! There will be teenagers hitting each other with fists, shirtless boys, witty pre-fight banter, and popcorn.
STATUS: [ONGOING] (Tags can be formatted however you like)

Although there were a few bumps and agitated on the way there, Maxim was feeling pretty stoked about the first gathering of the fight club. He almost wished he'd gotten around to setting it up sooner, if only because he'd been feeling pretty antsy lately as it was without Mamma's famous nightly bar fights to indulge in. Not to mention all the weird little verbal fights he'd been getting himself into. Clearly, he really just needed to work all that stuff out! And now he can.

And really, he couldn't have picked a better place to do it, either. The Dueling classroom was already perfectly set up and equipped in case of accidents, all he really needed to do was throw up a few signs, and he was set. One listed a few rules and guidelines (mostly thought up on the fly to appease Greg's worries), and there was a big sign with huge, glittery purple letters that said "These people are not for fighting!" over an area with benches and bowls of popcorn for audience members.

And then there was Maxim, plopped down on the floor, wrapping bandages around his hands as he waited for people to show up. He wasn't shirtless just yet, but he was wearing a plain white tank top and short red gym shorts, his usual cowboy boots traded in for plain, battered sneakers. With hair tied back into a loose ponytail, he was all ready and raring to go!

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RULES

[moveslikejaeger]

1. The first rule of fight club is you don't talk about fight club.

2. The second rule of fight club is YOU DON'T TALK ABOUT FIGHT CLUB.

3. Nobody doesn't have to fight anybody they don't want to.

4. This is not a competition - as long as everyone has fun and plays nice, everyone wins! 8D

5. If you are in a fight, and you have had enough, declaring "uncle" will end the fight.

6. Once "uncle" has been declared, anyone who continues fighting will be thrown out and not allowed to attend future meetings. THERE ARE NO EXCEPTIONS!!!

7. No one will make fun of anyone else for declaring "uncle." Not everyone is at the same level, and this is not a competition.

8. ????

9. Profit!

[ladyliberty]

Amelia slipped into the room a bit later, waving enthusiastically to Maxim as she quickly shed her school robe in the corner. Underneath she was wearing a bright red compression bra and black stretch pants that fell about six inches above her grubby quidditch sneakers. Her short hair was pulled back and clipped up in the tiniest of ponytails.

"Hey Max. Ready to have some fun tonight?"

[moveslikejaeger]

Oh Amelia, you beautiful, self-assured lady, you. When she waves at Maxim, he waves back, and then he's completely distracted by watching her undress. Sure, she's doing it fast and not at all sexily, but still. Girl taking her clothes off. Very nice.

"Man, Amelia, vhen em Hy not ready for zum fun?" he grins, pushing himself to his feet and walking over to her. "Iz like askin' a bord hif it's ready to fly!"

[ladyliberty]

Amelia grins and winks at him, noticing his eyes on her. She already got the feeling that being a girl in and of itself was going to be an advantage in this club, especially if all the guys were as jocky as Maxim.

"A board? ... A bird!" She laughs, bouncing a bit on the balls of her feet. "This bird's ready, I tell you what."

[hagyjbeken]

Elizaveta could not pass up the opportunity for some action that didn't involve being so high off the ground, something that would let her be able to use her full strength without having to worry about someone splattering down to Earth. Thus she was pretty quick to get there, setting her robe off to the side. She wasn't exactly the most notorious for wearing lots of layers and today she's decided to wear her under clothing that she typically reserved for training and dressage competitions. Her shoes she also kicked off, stretching her arms above her and then behind to pop her back.

"This better not be a waste of my time," she coos a bit to whoever may be in the area, once finishing she digs through her bag to pull out a gold and silver hair net and some bobby pins, pinning her hair all into a nice pretty bun. There, nothing would get in her way this time.

[ladyliberty]

"Hey Liz!" Amelia bounces over, lacing her fingers behind her back and leaning in to admire Elizaveta's bare arms. "Glad to see you could make it too! Don't wanna let the boys have all the fun."

[di_intraining]

Why was he here again? He should be studying really, he's pretty sure he messed up some of his homework for this coming week. But here he is at the Fight club, with a small bag slung over his shoulder and dressed in a simple shirt and pair of shorts. He's taking a look at the rules at this moment, thought whether it's with approval or otherwise can only be determined by going up to ask the teen himself.

[moveslikejaeger]

A shout of "Greg!" is all the warning the Hufflepuff gets before Maxim bodily plasters himself across his back, all but tackling him to the ground. "Hyu came! Hy deedn't tink hyu vould! Hyu gonna make sure nobody gets hurt und kees our booboos vhen ve do?"

[di_intraining]

The sudden weight across his back nearly knocks him down, but he just manages to keep his footing.

"I'm not the club nanny, so you'll have to look elsewhere for those kisses."

He tries to firmly peel Maxim off his back so that the two are facing each other properly.

"I came because it's the first meeting, and I thought you might like a little support. Thought it seems like you've got a fair turn-up today. Good job."

[greenteengenius]

Lyrl was a physical person by nature, having spent all his time and all his life outdoors until recently. Having to spend so much time sitting down at a desk was wearing his limited patience thin, enough so that he was looking forward to such a brutish and barbaric activity that might end with him getting punched in the face.

Hell, it might be fun.

He'd already challenged Thor personally, but Lyrl was looking for others around his age. Most of the students seemed to be too out of shape for any good roughhousing, but maybe there were some.

[doctorkishitani]

Having spotted Lyrl, Shinra breaks into a grin and waves in a very excited manner before making his way over to him.

"Hello Dox! I honestly wasn't expecting to see you here. Are you intending to fight anyone?"

[moveslikejaeger]

As soon as the conversation with Shinra is over, Maxim swaggers on up, smirk on his face.

"Deed Hy hear hyu say hyu vos gonna fight efferyvun?" he asks, waggling an eyebrow suggestively.

[marshall_lee]

Don't mind Marshall. He's just sitting on one of the benches in the crowd pretending to munch on popcorn and oogling everyone in their skimpy fighting attire.

[mo_cara]

Gamzee ambles in at some point and flops down next to Marshall, stealing some of his popcorn pretty casually. "Damn, bro, they even be having them some girls what are fighting!" he exclaims, impressed.

[fuckyeahdeathrays]

Agatha showed up not long after things where starting to get under way. She wasn't dressed to fight, gien the long skirt, blouse and sweatervest under her school robes - but that didn't mean she couldn't hold her own in a pinch. It would just be incredibly impractical.

She's over on the benches, chin handing as she watches with an innocent look.

[moveslikejaeger]

In between his fights, Maxim plops down on the bench and just sliiiiides on over, throwing his arm around Agatha's shoulders, waggling his eyebrows at her. He is, by this point, shirtless, and a little sweaty.

"'Eyyyyy, sexy lady. Hyu enjoy de show~?"

[doctorkishitani]

This fellow Ravenclaw quietly makes his way into the duelling classroom and takes a seat next to Agatha, turning to offer her a friendly smile once he's situated. He's not dressed -or intending- to fight anyone either.

"Hello! You're Agatha Clay, yes? I think I've seen you around the common room, but we haven't really spoken yet, have we? Although I suppose I have heard a fair bit about you from Maxim. At least I'm fairly sure I have. He does talk about an Agatha quite a lot, but I suppose it is a fairly common name, so I could be thinking of someone else. In any case, I'm Shinra Kishitani. It's very nice to meet you!"

[greenmoonrising]

Bruce slipped in before the club members were scheduled to arrive - he'd wanted to apologize to Maxim since the minor blow-up on the journals but he hadn't known how to approach really.

Then there were classes.

And him being as anti-social as possible on the Hogsmeade weekend.

... Perhaps he was deliberately scare, nevermind. In any case, there he was, awkwardly adjusting his bag strap and watching Maxim bandage his hands. "Um... Hi?"

[moveslikejaeger]

Maxim's head jerked up as Bruce spoke, his eyes wide and uncertain. To be perfectly honest, he'd been avoiding Bruce just as much, wanting to apologize and make it up to him, but not sure how. He wasn't a girl, after all, flowers and candy just wouldn't cut it.

But in the end, there Bruce was, coming to him.

"Hey."

Totes wearing this mask aww yis

[speterman]

Peter was clad in a black t-shirt, a pair of black slacks and let's not forget the mask. It almost resembled some sort of ski mask... He strode in with the confidence of Tony Stark, silently observing the room and its current inhabitants. He rolled his neck lazily, popping it as he continued to observe the others without saying a thing. He was well aware the bs he would get if someone knew exactly who was under that mask.

There of course were some people he was surprised to see, and others he was not.

[di_intraining]

"You do realise no one's going to be judging you if you take of the mask."

Greg calls out from behind Peter. He's got his boxing gloves out already, but he hasn't put them on just yet.

"This isn't some super hero secret identity meeting, it's just for kids to brawl and have a bit of fun."

[moveslikejaeger]

From the benches, Maxim snickers at Peter's entrance, face split in amusement. This was not the sort of thing he expected to see in club, but as long as the masked fighter was there to have fun and not start trouble, he was okay with it.

"Hey sveethott," he called, flicking his head to get his bangs out of his face. "Hyu vurried about bustink op hyu pritty face?"

[mo_cara]

"Woah, it's a motherfuckin' superhero vigilante motherfucker!" Gamzee exclaimed, when he saw the other masked boy, looking stunned and delighted with this turn of events.

[I am late]

[doctorkishitani]

He's just going to make his way into the classroom as quietly and discreetly as he can -which shouldn't be terribly difficult, considering that most people here are probably in combat. He quickly scans the room for Maxim and offers him a polite wave before taking a seat on one of the benches to observe the proceedings.

[mo_cara]

Gamzee hadn't known Shinra had been planning on coming here tonight, but then, he'd sort of forgotten that he'd been planning on coming until Maxim had mentioned it during dinner. Even though they'd just spent the day together, Gamzee lights up on seeing the younger boy, tosses the popcorn bowl back at Marshall, and immediately makes his way over to the Ravenclaw's side, slipping behind him and draping his arms around Shinra's neck.

"Babe! I didn't know you had schemes in your pan to come watch all the motherfuckers getting their aggro on!"