Max's Powerlifting Competition: It's Happening. It's Already Here.

[tank_rockarms]

Who: Max, Powerlifters, Spectators
What: A Powerlifting Competition
Where: The Weight Room
When: Saturday, Feb. 7th
Warnings: I make no promises about anything that transpires.



The Saturday of the Powerlifting competition was finally here. Max had prepared for it with his utmost. There was a station where competitors would sign in, a station for competitors to sign in, a station for competitors to get their free t-shirt, a station for competitors to get protein bars and electrolyte beverages, three squat racks set up for use, three deadlifting platforms, and three bench press stations, all waiting to be used.



It was beautiful. Life was beautiful. Lifting was beautiful. Everything was beautiful.

((There are five weight classes which had actual amounts of weight attached to them but which, for the purposes of this log, are heretofore referred to as:
1. Small Child (aka Featherweight)
2. What Should Pass For Normal Woman (aka Lightweight)
3. What Should Pass For Normal Dude (aka Welterweight)
4. Bara Dad (aka Middleweight)
5. Character Chris Plays. (aka Heavyweight)
This isn't to say that a male character cannot be in the second tier, or a female character in another tier, these are just to give ideas. Little Mac might be in the second tier. Hagakure would be in the third, even though he is technically a Character Chris Plays. You get the idea.

In the 'competition' thread if you could kindly rate your character on two criteria (Strengt/raw power and Weightlifting Practice/knowledge of form), with a 1 being 'poor/untrained' and 5 being 'expert level' I'm going to use a d6 dice rolling system to figure out how well your character lifts, based on how many ranks they have in these categories. Yes, I'm a nerd, thank you.
<b>Weight class</b>: <b>Strength (1-5)</b>: <b>Weightlifting Practice (1-5)</b>:

Scale:


You're all beautiful people, and I love you.))

Comments

He makes me want to call him "Papa Wolf"

[almost_a_mermaid]

Chiyo didn't know what to say, so instead she gave him a goofy grin.

"After the contest is over, do you have any plans? Maybe we can celebrate!" Whether he won or lost didn't matter. He worked hard, so that in itself deserved a reward. "My treat!"

aaaa that's super adorable XD

[jonny_talbain]

"I've no plans whatsoever. Not a one." Jon replied. "I'm all yours."

Normally, he wouldn't dream of letting anyone treat him to a meal as he preferred to pay for such things himself. But he didn't want to dent her confidence by refusing.

"Afterward, if you've a mind to, we could try ten pin bowling. That, should you wish to go, will be my treat."

That was far more reasonable.

[almost_a_mermaid]

She cheered.

"I'd love to try bowling. Can't say I'd be good at it though, but we'll just have to see!"

Get ready to see plenty of goose eggs and gutter balls, Jon.

"It's settled then. Dinner will be my treat and bowling will be yours. Okay? Do your best!"

[jonny_talbain]

"I'll teach you how to be good at it. We can consider it your first training session. There's a lot bowling can teach about form and accuracy."

He's not even kidding.

"That does sound settled - I'll catch up with you after the competition." he said, dabbing at his face with the towel and taking another sip of water. "...thanks again for these, Chiyo. You're a star."

[almost_a_mermaid]

She found it funny that she should be called a star when Jon was the one out there competing against all those muscle men and lifting all the heavy weights.

"Okay! I'll see you later!" she waved and prepped herself to cheer him on later. It was going to take a lot of nerve....