II. (open) i'm gonna fight with myself til i'm bleeding

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featuring: hotdog castle & everyone (open to new arrivals too!!)
what's happening? frank feeding everyone venison dogs; frank fighting everyone; introlog spillover stuff + whatever else you want hmu
day: 11th nighttime (after all new arrivals are out and about/getting settled)
content warnings: ground meat, being a good neighbor, boyfights
notes: hit me up on PM or plurk hotdoge if you want anything else! happy to oblige

A. have you ever had a hot dog cooked by a guy named hotdog? this is going on instastories.

[ the time has come for frank to probably show all you losers what a hot dog is. for posterity or some such. he's been curing deer meat from a recent hunting trip with aloy and after their housemate reigen had soundproofed house six's kitchen, well. it seemed as good a time as any to put his plan in motion. not to mention he's in a good mood for once after encountering his best friend among the new arrivals.

early in the evening, frank will be piping his mixture into homemade casings with the doors to the back deck wide open for anyone to come pester him. and then later on of course he will be cooking them up with mustard he made and onions he found. he will also chop up pickles from the natives for anyone who gets down like that. none of y'all better ever ask him what a hot dog is ever again!!!

if you come in while he's cooking expect to be put to work, and did i mention he'll be downing rosé the whole time? e n j o y.

note: the kitchen is only soundproof when all the doors are closed. he will tell everyone on arrival this, so while he's cooking the doors will be shut but all other times feel free to mingle!! ]

B. the rules of fight club are bring snacks and make sure frank castle stays in bruises. tia for your contribution.

[ after posting up this little gem, frank has been steadily gathering members for his and mike's "club." his garage is a makeshift boxing arena and open for all any time they want to blow off steam or learn some new skills from punching bag himself. or from whoever else is lingering around. feel free to match yourselves and have a fight without him too, he'll ref!

the only rules of fight club are: bring snacks, agree with your partner on tactics: weapons/no weapons, fists only/every man for himself etc etc. AND when one person taps out or doesn't get up the match is over. the garage is approximately 80% soundproof. every fighter must wear wraps on their hands to muffle sound and agree not to shout or make loud noises, even in pain. soft-volume trash talking is allowed and perhaps even encouraged... ]

C. write your own starter or ping me for one!

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[list_maker]

[This is not something Arya expects, but that doesn't mean she's not ready. She's trained long enough that some movements are instinctual and there's no need for thought or expectation. She leans her head back to avoid the swing and hops away on light feet. There's a moment of irritation that flashes across Arya's face. Hey!]

[But that indignation goes away quickly. If that's the way he wishes to spar, then so be it. There's a flash of a dark smile are her face as she starts to circle him in search of a makeshift weapon of her own. Ultimately, she settles for one of the knitting needles she's stashed in her jumpsuit pant's pocket.]

[nishizono]

[ this could be noisy.

the thrill of the thought has tetora smiling to himself more than anything, even as he starts slashing at the slight girl. he doesn't miss the glint of something pointy in her grip - a band of metal, maybe a stick? that can't be a crocheting needle, can it?

he doesn't get to spend too much time thinking on the peculiarity, as their bits of metal come into contact with the quietest tnnk and a hiss. ]

[list_maker]

[They've only just begun this clash of utensil and knitting needle when the man who seems to have organized this little party gives them a glaring side eye that's hard to ignore.

Arya is aware enough to look sheepish, even if she doesn't actually feel it. She's playing a part. The part of an young teen who will follow the rules. She'll step back a moment to set both needles down, waiting to see if her partner gets the message too. Less noise. They'll have to wrap their hands if they're going to spar that way, yes? Arya hasn't done much hand to hand, but she's willing to try.

She grabs some of the fabric wrap, eyeing it a bit, before figuring out how to put it on by watching the others. ]

[nishizono]

[ bully to that guy, honestly. oh well. tetora makes a show of putting his pilfered knife away, even holding both hands up to show them tool-free to mister homeowner (hotdog? weiner? something like that???) before turning to his current sparring partner. he mirrors her actions, then, taking some of the wrap for his own hands - they're a good idea, considering his condition.

somewhat as an afterthought, tetora pops out his device and taps out a name: ]

tetora.

[list_maker]

[Arya doesn't even know the man who's running this place's name. She hasn't met him yet, but she had other priorities in coming here than socializing. Fighting. That is what she wants. Although apparently she'll have to do some 'talking', after all. She's still prepping her hands when she see the device, so she goes in search of hers that she's set aside.]

Arya.