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shellphones2025-04-11 08:56 pm
catsgothistongue) wrote in shellphones2025-04-11 08:56 pm
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VIDEO // First Rule of Fight Club
Type: Video
Sender ID: catsgothistongue (Ranma Saotome)
To: Public
Subject: Calling All Combatants!
Warnings: FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT
[Being unable to actually be around some of his friends thanks to whoever controls the magic tattoos getting all pissy? Really freaking sucks. There's lots he's planned this month, but he can't enact it without dealing with the tats scorching him and whatever Paladin's close by. And while he can handle a little burning -- he douses himself with boiling water like it's nothing for crying out loud -- he'd rather not put someone through that.
That all being said? He doesn't plan on letting that put a damper on his good mood. After all, there's something he's been stewing on for a long time ever since they found that abandoned coliseum. Something he, and undoubtedly a good chunk of people in Escordvi, won't let go to waste.
The network pings to life with the starting up of a camera feed, revealing one Ranma Saotome. Sitting on a large piece of stone, in a sweatshirt and shorts, and sweating buckets worth.]
Yo! [He casually sets his phone beside him so those viewing could get a better look at his surroundings. The teen looks to be in the middle of a fighting pit with vacant stands in the back, undoubtedly stretching all around.]
I'mma cut right to the chase: The guys and I found this ancient, awesome coliseum on our island. Massive place too, the camera doesn't do it enough justice, you've gotta see it for yourself. [A fervent grin cross up his face, meeting his eyes equally as ardent as his smile. He was evidently having a hard time sitting still with how giddy he was. It was like a little kid on Christmas morning.] Which is why I wanna put this place to good use in the next months.
[After he gets it up to snuff, and without the tattoos impeding a match.]
So, whaddaya guys say? Who all can fight? Better question: who's up for a good, no-holds barred fight?
Sender ID: catsgothistongue (Ranma Saotome)
To: Public
Subject: Calling All Combatants!
Warnings: FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT
[Being unable to actually be around some of his friends thanks to whoever controls the magic tattoos getting all pissy? Really freaking sucks. There's lots he's planned this month, but he can't enact it without dealing with the tats scorching him and whatever Paladin's close by. And while he can handle a little burning -- he douses himself with boiling water like it's nothing for crying out loud -- he'd rather not put someone through that.
That all being said? He doesn't plan on letting that put a damper on his good mood. After all, there's something he's been stewing on for a long time ever since they found that abandoned coliseum. Something he, and undoubtedly a good chunk of people in Escordvi, won't let go to waste.
The network pings to life with the starting up of a camera feed, revealing one Ranma Saotome. Sitting on a large piece of stone, in a sweatshirt and shorts, and sweating buckets worth.]
Yo! [He casually sets his phone beside him so those viewing could get a better look at his surroundings. The teen looks to be in the middle of a fighting pit with vacant stands in the back, undoubtedly stretching all around.]
I'mma cut right to the chase: The guys and I found this ancient, awesome coliseum on our island. Massive place too, the camera doesn't do it enough justice, you've gotta see it for yourself. [A fervent grin cross up his face, meeting his eyes equally as ardent as his smile. He was evidently having a hard time sitting still with how giddy he was. It was like a little kid on Christmas morning.] Which is why I wanna put this place to good use in the next months.
[After he gets it up to snuff, and without the tattoos impeding a match.]
So, whaddaya guys say? Who all can fight? Better question: who's up for a good, no-holds barred fight?
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I can't wait to get the place fixed up and going! Having a whole place to spar and fight together is going to be amazing.
[It's one of the biggest projects for their island but it has to happen.]
We should break it in pretty soon, huh?
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Heck yeah! We can't have a whole epic battle arena and not do anything with it.
[That's something he cannot do, it'd be against everything he stands for as a fighter.]
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[As soon as possible! ... And probably when these brand-insignia things wear off. But in the meantime...]
I want to try fighting you, too.
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[People helping of their own volition without some strings attached is... something Ranma's still getting used to. It just makes him appreciate the help fivefold.]
Right back at ya', man! Wouldn't be against having a battle with you right now...
[Beat.]
... Which armada are ya' with again?
[He thinks Roxas' was Paladin, and outside of being Sora's clone, Sora's a bubbly goody two-shoes enough that Ranma'd genuinely be taken off guard if Sora was anything but a Paladin. Still, better safe than sorry.]
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[Ding ding. Ranma guesses right that Sora's goody two-shoes attitude landed him with the paladins way too easily. But Sora would have been totally fine with either of the armadas and probably would have fit in with both of them. He's kind of adaptable like that. And he likes pirates. The corsair kind.]
That means it probably wouldn't be that fair if we had a fight right now. Besides, I usually fight with a keyblade. Are you okay with that?
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[What a twist.]
So you do got one of those too. [Roxas got one, so it's only common sense Sora would as well. He still couldn't help but wonder.] Go ahead. People come at me with weapons all the time, and I kick their butts all the time with or without weapons.
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If that's that, then. I hope you're prepared to get your butt kicked instead.