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

Entry tags:

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

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.

Scale:

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

Threaded | Flat

Check in, say hi to Max, and give your weight class. Don't forget to pick up your t-shirt. It's so beautiful.

Edited 2015-02-06 05:57 (UTC)

Are you hungry? Have a protein bar. Have some Generic Sports Beverage. Talk with someone over a vanilla pea-protein shake (vegan, ugh, the things Max does for you, Vinnie). Maybe you'll find your swolemate over an ultra-dense protein cookie that really doesn't taste like a cookie at all but sort of just tastes like chalky peanut-butter and oats.

Edited 2015-02-06 05:55 (UTC)

Post what tier you're in and what your ability and skill scores are. I'll give you some info and BAM you get to learn how successful you are at this stupid sport.

You're here to watch. Because. You came to watch. Because. You felt that something was likely to happen. Because. Something always happens. Because. Just look at this school, we're a mess.

"For the deadlift, we had a four-way tie. Black Shadow, Bulba, Byrne, and Mac all hit twice their bodyweight for the deadlift. Pretty good, next year I want better than that outta somebody. You guys get to split a 12-month supply of Max Protein powder and $50. So I guess that's like... ten... dollars and... somethin'... for each of you; somebody with a calculator can figure it out."

"For the Bench press, Byrne had a two-point-five times bodyweight press, which is pretty impressive. He wins the 12-month supply of protein powder and $50."

"And finally, for the squat, we had..." Max's voice cracked. "We had, Vinnie, squat three, three and a half times his body weight and," Max had no shirt to cry into anymore. He was shirtless as the day he was born, although somewhat larger than that day, marginally more terrifying. He had to go on. "And he wins the protein powder and the $50."

Max looked out at all of the lifters. "What a day. What a day, huh."

Edited 2015-02-21 08:15 (UTC)

Threaded | Flat

Check In

The Refueling Station

Competition Threads

Spectators