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Maxim ([personal profile] moveslikejaeger) wrote in [community profile] sortinghat_logs2012-10-07 08:03 am
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Is Don't Talk About Fight Club

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

[personal profile] moveslikejaeger 2012-10-07 03:08 pm (UTC)(link)
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!
Edited 2012-10-07 15:16 (UTC)
ladyliberty: (Kissyfaec)

[personal profile] ladyliberty 2012-10-07 08:35 pm (UTC)(link)
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?"
hagyjbeken: (Yeah sure whatever)

[personal profile] hagyjbeken 2012-10-07 08:53 pm (UTC)(link)
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.
di_intraining: (From afar)

[personal profile] di_intraining 2012-10-07 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)
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.
greenteengenius: (Savage delight)

[personal profile] greenteengenius 2012-10-07 10:54 pm (UTC)(link)
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.
marshall_lee: (relax)

[personal profile] marshall_lee 2012-10-07 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
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.
fuckyeahdeathrays: (Oh yes this will do nicely)

[personal profile] fuckyeahdeathrays 2012-10-08 06:30 am (UTC)(link)
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.
greenmoonrising: (I've seen a million stars)

[personal profile] greenmoonrising 2012-10-08 11:13 pm (UTC)(link)
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?"
speterman: ([Black Mask])

Totes wearing this mask aww yis

[personal profile] speterman 2012-10-11 09:05 pm (UTC)(link)
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.
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[I am late]

[personal profile] doctorkishitani 2012-10-12 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
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.
Edited 2012-10-12 05:41 (UTC)
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