Post by Guest on Jan 5, 2010 23:05:30 GMT -5
I thought this may be good to repost so everybody understands once the fighting starts. This is an exerpt of a thread from another board where a couple, Shade and Gambit are boxing against each other (they had a stressy day and sometimes they just are weird that way 
) The fandom is X Men, Gambit is a canon character, Shade is mine. Gambit, as a canon character, has a huge advantage against my Shade, because he´s very athletic, (which means he will receive less punches and deliver more if he decides to) but still it can work as an example. Here is how a fight like that works. You will notice that neither me nor Gambit´s player has problems with the rule:
GAMBIT
The shade of a grin still remained on Gambit's face as he focused on Shade's movements. She was really getting into the mood for some actual competition against him, and he really liked that. He could tell how tense she'd become after the bar incident, so she could definitely display some angry energy here and he was all for it. Now it was time to become a punching bag that fought back, and he blocked and responded to every single move she made.
They must've looked rather strange from the side, with him being a cruiserweight and her a featherweight at most. He hardly looked like he was her coach, either.
SHADE
Shade was getting more and more into a fighting mood, part of her smirk still there but mostly hidden behind a concentrated and somewhat wild expression. She shook her head slightly, trying to shake back a strand of hair that had fallen into her face and was starting to annoy her, then swished it behind her ear with a glove quickly. She kept lightly on her feet, never taking an eye off Gambit who was making things considerably more difficult for her now. So far, she took his blows as they came and tried to block as much as she could.
Some of the men who had been standing around chatting, had turned their heads by now, watching during their conversations or looking at the two of them with some interest, but Shade didn´t notice. She did another step to the right, quicker than her usual hopping around and swung her fist again in a short but fierce blow directed at Gambit´s side.
GAMBIT
Balancing his agility with his desire to give Shade a hope that she actually stood a chance against his reflexes, Gambit didn't dodge the blow, but just shifted his body a bit - enough for the blow to lose most of its impact. She could be a considerable opponent to someone without mutation-enhanced physical abilities or extensive training, so he was probably a bad choice here, even if challenging.
"I'm just warmin' up, chere," he informed her, swinging his arm a tad slower than he could've done, to deliver a punch on her jaw, heavy enough to give her just an idea of how a blow like this one would feel in a combat situation.
SHADE
It wasn´t the first blow on the jaw she got in her life - another reminder of how the fun old days had been and a floating image of her mother entered her memory, scowling at her for ruffling with her friends. She had tried to avoid the hook but it hadn´t worked and she let out a slight growl before she turned her head. Years back she would have abandoned any style and just start some wrestling, pulling of hair and scratching included. And, if the opponent had been someone she knew back then, she might also have used her powers, but that was nothing she considered right now. Not after they had gotten into a fight for being mutants some minutes ago.
"Who tells you same doesn´t go for me?" she gave back, once more intensifying her assault on Gambit. She was slowly getting the hang of it now and now that her undirected anger was channeled she could concentrate on the effect of her blows more instead of just beating and boxing without much direction. She raised her defenses again as she continued with strong little fist punchs going for his side and shoulder in turn, to avoid another blow at her jaw, then, without warning, swung her left hand, aiming for Gambit´s jawline from below.
GAMBIT
Gambit felt rather confined here, it was easier in a martial art sparring situation where there were many more means to avoid a blow. He couldn't duck or do a backflip here, and after blocking most of her other punches that looked like she was pointedly boxing his gloves, he did get a blow in the jaw. "Dat be more like it," he smirked after he turned his head straight again. He made a few small steps to the side, holding his fists on the level with his face, protecting himself from her. "Oh no, je t'en prie, don't beat Remy t' a pulp, please..." he mock-begged her, knowing that his mocking tone would result in an even harsher assault.
) The fandom is X Men, Gambit is a canon character, Shade is mine. Gambit, as a canon character, has a huge advantage against my Shade, because he´s very athletic, (which means he will receive less punches and deliver more if he decides to) but still it can work as an example. Here is how a fight like that works. You will notice that neither me nor Gambit´s player has problems with the rule:GAMBIT
The shade of a grin still remained on Gambit's face as he focused on Shade's movements. She was really getting into the mood for some actual competition against him, and he really liked that. He could tell how tense she'd become after the bar incident, so she could definitely display some angry energy here and he was all for it. Now it was time to become a punching bag that fought back, and he blocked and responded to every single move she made.
They must've looked rather strange from the side, with him being a cruiserweight and her a featherweight at most. He hardly looked like he was her coach, either.
SHADE
Shade was getting more and more into a fighting mood, part of her smirk still there but mostly hidden behind a concentrated and somewhat wild expression. She shook her head slightly, trying to shake back a strand of hair that had fallen into her face and was starting to annoy her, then swished it behind her ear with a glove quickly. She kept lightly on her feet, never taking an eye off Gambit who was making things considerably more difficult for her now. So far, she took his blows as they came and tried to block as much as she could.
Some of the men who had been standing around chatting, had turned their heads by now, watching during their conversations or looking at the two of them with some interest, but Shade didn´t notice. She did another step to the right, quicker than her usual hopping around and swung her fist again in a short but fierce blow directed at Gambit´s side.
GAMBIT
Balancing his agility with his desire to give Shade a hope that she actually stood a chance against his reflexes, Gambit didn't dodge the blow, but just shifted his body a bit - enough for the blow to lose most of its impact. She could be a considerable opponent to someone without mutation-enhanced physical abilities or extensive training, so he was probably a bad choice here, even if challenging.
"I'm just warmin' up, chere," he informed her, swinging his arm a tad slower than he could've done, to deliver a punch on her jaw, heavy enough to give her just an idea of how a blow like this one would feel in a combat situation.
SHADE
It wasn´t the first blow on the jaw she got in her life - another reminder of how the fun old days had been and a floating image of her mother entered her memory, scowling at her for ruffling with her friends. She had tried to avoid the hook but it hadn´t worked and she let out a slight growl before she turned her head. Years back she would have abandoned any style and just start some wrestling, pulling of hair and scratching included. And, if the opponent had been someone she knew back then, she might also have used her powers, but that was nothing she considered right now. Not after they had gotten into a fight for being mutants some minutes ago.
"Who tells you same doesn´t go for me?" she gave back, once more intensifying her assault on Gambit. She was slowly getting the hang of it now and now that her undirected anger was channeled she could concentrate on the effect of her blows more instead of just beating and boxing without much direction. She raised her defenses again as she continued with strong little fist punchs going for his side and shoulder in turn, to avoid another blow at her jaw, then, without warning, swung her left hand, aiming for Gambit´s jawline from below.
GAMBIT
Gambit felt rather confined here, it was easier in a martial art sparring situation where there were many more means to avoid a blow. He couldn't duck or do a backflip here, and after blocking most of her other punches that looked like she was pointedly boxing his gloves, he did get a blow in the jaw. "Dat be more like it," he smirked after he turned his head straight again. He made a few small steps to the side, holding his fists on the level with his face, protecting himself from her. "Oh no, je t'en prie, don't beat Remy t' a pulp, please..." he mock-begged her, knowing that his mocking tone would result in an even harsher assault.
