FIGHT CLUB #2 - Where actual stuff happens!

[kajidohsledge.livejournal.com]

Characters: Smithy, whoever else comes
What: Fight Club! 2nd Meeting.
Where: Stadium
When: Backdated to Saturday, November 7th, around midday
Warnings: FIGHTAN.

This time, Smithy was prepared. Damned all if some fighting was not going to happen today.

The stadium was filled with all manner of training devices for all sorts of fighting techniques, as well as some areas closed off separately for sparring matches.

As for Smithy himself, right now he was hammering away at the Sandbag that he'd brought in. There would be plenty of time for sparring for himself later.

Now, it was time to wait for others to arrive. The robot wondered who would actually show up this time.

Comments

[badasscopters.livejournal.com]

Fightiiiiiing! Goose was usually one to brush up on his skill commonly, including in the stadium, so this was no surprise. Heee wasn't a big fan of Smithy due to prejudicial robot reasons, but like heck would he miss this.

"Hey," He waved to the nearby 'bot dude.

[kajidohsledge.livejournal.com]

Ah yes, he figured Goose would be here. Smithy recalled that he did fight quite a bit to his recollection.

He stopped hitting the sandbag, and turned to the man. "Glad you could make it, harrumph." He had a slight grin on his face. That was one down so far; how many more would show up?

[badasscopters.livejournal.com]

"'Course I would," Goose bore a slight grin, as well, but nothing looking far too excited... for the most part. "So, when are we doin' this fightin' thing, huh? We're just trainin' today or are we all gonna spar?" He glanced around at the stadium and whatever people were around.

[kajidohsledge.livejournal.com]

"I would guess training is in order until some more people come, and then if they wish to spar, so be it," replied Smithy, bearing a smirk of his own. "I'm quite interested to see some of the fighting styles the students and teachers use."

[snarksterpilot.livejournal.com]

Nester, of course, showed up. Why? Well, he much preferred being inside and playing video games over fighting, but he was interested in the idea of training and showing off. Well, he mostly wanted to show off, that pompous brat.

Thus, he didn't even say hi to Goose or Smithy. He just went straight away and started zapping the Sandbag with his modded PES Zapper. Yep, it was an actual laser gun now. He thanked his flight club pals because he couldn't do that by himself.

[kajidohsledge.livejournal.com]

And there was a kid that walked right past himself and Goose and didn't say a word. And he had a sort of... wasn't that thing a toy? Well, Smithy couldn't tell since he was too far away, but it certainly looked like it. Or at least, it looked like it used to be one.

Smithy decided to watch Nester zap the sandbag. How well could this kid fight?

[snarksterpilot.livejournal.com]

Nester stopped zapping it and went in for the 'kill'. He slipped on his power gloves and put his fists triumphantly against his sides. "Now I'm fighting with POWER!"

With that, he began slamming it with punches. Just a little more of this and then he'd go show himself off to... Smitty or something? Whatever his name was.

[bulbmin-glutton.livejournal.com]

Hojita was out exploring, not really having much to do today. She just so happened to go into the stadium today, wondering if the Pidgey that flew by at times would go by. She wanted to go to the top of the stands and bird-watch!

When she noticed the Sandbag and the three other people, though, she realized that something was going on. "Hiiiiii!"

[kajidohsledge.livejournal.com]

And here came a little girl. Did Smithy ever meet her before? Perhaps, but he didn't remember.

"Come to watch, then, harrumph? This is the Fighting Club. If you wish you can join us for training and sparring."

[bulbmin-glutton.livejournal.com]

"Really?! I don't wanna fight anyone!" Hoji commented. "But can I train?! What can I train with??"

[crescentpanels.livejournal.com]

Selene trudged around outside, hefting her parasol over her head and holding her star stick (as usual) in her other. She wasn't really happy about having to go outside now to walk (during the DAY, argh), but she felt far too stuffy in that dorm room of hers now. She told Ryn of what she would do and left, heading in the direction of the stadium.

When she walked inside, she noticed the people there and the Sandbag. Huh? "Haha, what is this?~" Now she was very curious.

[kajidohsledge.livejournal.com]

"Fight Club," came the monotonous reply from Smithy. Well, at least more people were coming. The robot kept a straight face as he continued, "Mostly meant for training and sparring, which is what this school should be about, but as there are not many classes on this, I decided to create the Fighting Club. You are, of course, free to join us if you wish, harrumph!"

[crescentpanels.livejournal.com]

Selene liked the sound of this idea! "Ah, I do love the prospect of training, for fighting is my main defense mechanism," She prattled on, knowing very well how she used her fighting skill no matter how small to get by when bad times were afoot. "I would love to train with you all~"

[warpzonetrekker.livejournal.com]

Shadow strode into the stadium with a duffel bag almost larger than his whole body slung over both shoulders. He was looking forward to getting some down and dirty fighting done today; had a lot on his mind, needed to get rid of some stress. He didn't think he'd need everything he was bringing with him, but it wouldn't hurt to be prepared.

He dropped the duffel bag when he got closer to where people were starting to gather, and gave it a swift kick, sending it flying towards the wall of the stadium where (he hoped) nobody would mess with his stuff.

[kajidohsledge.livejournal.com]

So this must be the 'Shadow' that was speaking to him some time ago on his journal. "Hm, so you decided to show up, harrumph?"

[warpzonetrekker.livejournal.com]

With a quick glance to the large metal man, Shadow nodded as he sized him up. "Yeah. You'd be Smithy, then?"

Looking around the stadium with another quick glance, he settled into a few stretches. "Gotta admit, this isn't... quite what I was expecting. But I guess we'll see."

[givemeyouranswerdo]

Oh boy, fighting. Daisy loved fighting.

"Hey, hey, has it started yet? I wanna beat stuff up!"

[kajidohsledge.livejournal.com]

"No, no, you are quite on time," came Smithy's reply. "You can train or spar with anyone you'd like."

[givemeyouranswerdo]

"Awesome!" she declared.

She looked around. Oh hey, Nester. He was always an easy target. "Oh Nester..." she taunted.

[operatingbuddy]

R.O.B. was exploring the school on his own, committing every location he encountered to memory. He started to pick up on a commotion taking place in the stadium when he arrived, and hovered in, observing the club meeting taking place. He hovered over to the nearest person and asked, "Query: What is transpiring in this place?"

[kajidohsledge.livejournal.com]

Another robot? Hmm, Smithy was not aware there was anyone else like him in this school. Perhaps he missed this mech's intro post.

"This is the stadium, and currently taking place inside of it is the Fighting Club, or Fight Club for short. Are you capable of fighting?"

[operatingbuddy]

"Affirmative," R.O.B. informed him. "Query: What is the purpose of this organization?"

[monotreme-101.livejournal.com]

The red brawler with the spiked fists walked into the arena, looking around. It would be nice to take part in some recreational fighting for a change! There had been too many serious fights recently... well, between Marx and the people who had lost thier minds he'd had to fight to keep himself safe a lot lately. A more recreational battle would do his warriors spirit the world of good.

"Yo." he said, a simple bag slung over his shoulder.

[kajidohsledge.livejournal.com]

Smithy remembered Knuckles from his classes. The kid had lots of fighting potential in him from what the 'bot recalled, and he was keen to see what the Echidna had to offer.

"Welcome, Knuckles. I take it you've come to train and hone your skills as well?"

[monotreme-101.livejournal.com]

"Always up for an opportunity to go toe to toe with other skilled fighters." Knuckles aknowledged the teacher with a polite nod.