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Who: Jon Talbain and his Martial Arts students
What: Martial Arts class! Which has been happening weekly I promise.
Where: The Stadium.
When: Monday afternoon.
Warnings: Errybody was Kung Fu fighting.
Jon had everyone meet at the stadium and do all their standard drills. Five minutes silent meditation to contemplate life, the universe and Kung Fu. Stretches to get everyone limber. Then running, to get the heart rate up. Push ups, to invigorate the arms. Standing kicks to invigorate the legs.
Then came the fun part.
"Alright, class. I've a choice of two assignments for you today. You're to pick the one that corresponds best to your level of achievement. Keeping in mind that I've a fairly accurate idea of what each of you can do, so, picking your assignment is a test of character. Character is important in the martial arts."
Meaning: Pick the easier option just to slack off and he'd know about it.
"Option number one is simple. Pair up with an individual you think sits around your ability level and spar. No facial contact and no kicks below the belt. Body blows only and be advised that I will be watching you like a hawk. I want to see form, technique, adaptation and consideration of your opponent's skills. We are here to learn, not to injure one another. I will be providing pointers as we go. If you cannot find a partner, I will assign you a partner. If someone still has no partner, your partner will be Me."
So. Find a partner quickly.
"Our second option... is not for the faint of heart or those lacking in skill."
He pushed a few buttons and the stadium changed.
"This is something special. A cursed training ground."
He leapt to the nearest bamboo pole and stood there on one foot, arms crossed.
"Some of you are amazingly agile and I feel as though I've not tested you to the best of my capabilities. This training ground requires skill, yes, but most of all it requires balance. To spar here is to dance with the very real possibility that you may be cursed by the waters below, should you fall. Each pool has water I've imported from... elsewhere and is cursed. Land in a pool and you will transform into something else. What? I can't say. You've been warned. If you chose to spar up here, you can do so with a partner or against me. Your choice. Be also warned that I will not tolerate attacks against the poles themselves - try to knock anyone down by attacking the poles and you will be... disciplined."
He waited to be asked any questions before calling "Begin!"
[[OOC: So, yes, I did blantantly steal this idea from Ranma 1/2 but don't judge me. I'll fight you. Anyway, to add a little Smash Academy flare to it, I've changed the curses you can contract to something a little more Video Gamey.
Springs include but are not necessarily limited to: Spring of drowned Girl (Nyannīchuan), Spring of drowned Man (Nannīchuan), Spring of drowned Piglet (Tepignīchuan), Spring of drowned Cat (Bubsynīchuan), Spring of drowned Duck ( Pinnīchuan), Spring of drowned Panda (Pandarennīchuan), Spring of drowned Sasquatch riding buffamoo holding swanna and tynamo (OhgodwhattheheckevenisthatIdunnonichuan)
But you can take some liberties with your character's cursed appearance, of course! And if there's a spring you would rather use, this list is by no means exhaustive. Just try to keep with the theme and go nuts!
As per the standard for Smash Academy curses, they should wear off in about seven days. If you want it to last for less time or for longer, I'll leave that up to your discretion!]]
What: Martial Arts class! Which has been happening weekly I promise.
Where: The Stadium.
When: Monday afternoon.
Warnings: Errybody was Kung Fu fighting.
Jon had everyone meet at the stadium and do all their standard drills. Five minutes silent meditation to contemplate life, the universe and Kung Fu. Stretches to get everyone limber. Then running, to get the heart rate up. Push ups, to invigorate the arms. Standing kicks to invigorate the legs.
Then came the fun part.
"Alright, class. I've a choice of two assignments for you today. You're to pick the one that corresponds best to your level of achievement. Keeping in mind that I've a fairly accurate idea of what each of you can do, so, picking your assignment is a test of character. Character is important in the martial arts."
Meaning: Pick the easier option just to slack off and he'd know about it.
"Option number one is simple. Pair up with an individual you think sits around your ability level and spar. No facial contact and no kicks below the belt. Body blows only and be advised that I will be watching you like a hawk. I want to see form, technique, adaptation and consideration of your opponent's skills. We are here to learn, not to injure one another. I will be providing pointers as we go. If you cannot find a partner, I will assign you a partner. If someone still has no partner, your partner will be Me."
So. Find a partner quickly.
"Our second option... is not for the faint of heart or those lacking in skill."
He pushed a few buttons and the stadium changed.
"This is something special. A cursed training ground."
He leapt to the nearest bamboo pole and stood there on one foot, arms crossed.
"Some of you are amazingly agile and I feel as though I've not tested you to the best of my capabilities. This training ground requires skill, yes, but most of all it requires balance. To spar here is to dance with the very real possibility that you may be cursed by the waters below, should you fall. Each pool has water I've imported from... elsewhere and is cursed. Land in a pool and you will transform into something else. What? I can't say. You've been warned. If you chose to spar up here, you can do so with a partner or against me. Your choice. Be also warned that I will not tolerate attacks against the poles themselves - try to knock anyone down by attacking the poles and you will be... disciplined."
He waited to be asked any questions before calling "Begin!"
[[OOC: So, yes, I did blantantly steal this idea from Ranma 1/2 but don't judge me. I'll fight you. Anyway, to add a little Smash Academy flare to it, I've changed the curses you can contract to something a little more Video Gamey.
Springs include but are not necessarily limited to: Spring of drowned Girl (Nyannīchuan), Spring of drowned Man (Nannīchuan), Spring of drowned Piglet (Tepignīchuan), Spring of drowned Cat (Bubsynīchuan), Spring of drowned Duck ( Pinnīchuan), Spring of drowned Panda (Pandarennīchuan), Spring of drowned Sasquatch riding buffamoo holding swanna and tynamo (OhgodwhattheheckevenisthatIdunnonichuan)
But you can take some liberties with your character's cursed appearance, of course! And if there's a spring you would rather use, this list is by no means exhaustive. Just try to keep with the theme and go nuts!
As per the standard for Smash Academy curses, they should wear off in about seven days. If you want it to last for less time or for longer, I'll leave that up to your discretion!]]
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He wasn't going for elegant, he was just going for 'hard.'
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Maybe not the smartest move, Jock?
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She was too fast to hit easily. She used fire, so fire probably wasn't something that would hurt her much. This left Jock with few distance options. And so the only thing he could do was lure her in and take the hit. That's how pokemon battles went, after all; you have to be able to take the hits so you can dish them out again. He was only a glass canon when it came to Special Attacks and a number of elements that this cat couldn't do anything with, and this was a foot, not a jet of water.
Jock shifted slightly and took the heel to his chest, and as it connected, tilted his head, leaned forward, and CRUNCH'd her pipe-cleaner leg with his better-than-normal-human-but-not-pokemon-teeth-thankfully jaws.
This probably looks really awkward.
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She didn't anticipate a desperate, stupid move, but it didn't take her long to counter-attack.
She lit her free leg on fire and kicked Jock square in the head to make him let go.
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What the hell, Jock.
Wait. Wait. Jock's entire body is, uh, sparkling with energy.
This is the stupidest thing you could possibly do. It deals damage to the user. And you're also leaning into a kick to pull it off. If Jock survives this, it's only because he loves his trainer so very much and he can hang on for her sake.
Electric forehead met fiery foot. Jock went flying backwards. There he goes. Backwards. In the air. Zooming in the air. Backwards. While flying. In the air.
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Jock.
Jock why.
Jock how.
Blaze just... stared in bewilderment. What kind of combat technique was this...?
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The mystery remains.
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She wasn't used to this kind of thing.
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This was interesting.
"Blaze takes the match. I think. I am unsure if Jock is no longer able to battle."