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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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[Oh yeah? Well, Ranma'll counter her teasing with
big, sad pleading puppy dog eyes. Complete with his pigtail dropping like a pitiful puppy's tail. Look at his face Aerith. Do you have the heart to say no to it?]
C'mon, pleeeease?
[He drags out the please to make it sound more like begging.]
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What's in it for me?
[No matter his answer, she was going to agree. But she just couldn't help tease him a liiittle bit more!]
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I'unno, helpin' out a guy in his time of need out of the goodness of your heart?
[Smile's looking desperate there.]
no subject
[She sighed dramatically.
Then laughed at him and waved the teasing away with a hand in the air.]
Just kidding! I'd hate for anyone to get injured without someone to help them. I'm willing to help.
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[Phew! Ranma's pitiful expression ebbs away to relief. For a second, he thought she was being serious.]
Hardy har. Very funny...
[It was, to anyone not named Ranma.]
But thanks, really. Name's Ranma.