fandomhigh | Punching People for Fun and Profit, Period 1 [Class One

Today's class met in the gym, for no particularly good reason. Mainly because Fred didn't want to try to sit at a desk in front of a class.

"So y'all are in 'Punching People for Fun and Profit'. If you think you'll cry like a baby and won't be able to handle getting punched in the face at some point during the course, go leave now. This ain't a class for sissies. I won't be breakin' you all in quite yet, today's the easy day. After this, things get harder. We'll learn some fightin' basics the first few weeks, and then we'll be goin' into the Danger Shop to explore some various career options for the violence inclined."

He laughed, a deep, belly shaking laugh.

"I'm Frederick J. Dukes, and I'll be your teacher for this class. I've worked Special Ops for the US Military, and some freelance mercenary work. I've done some pro boxing as well. Long story short, don't give me lip. You'll get detention. Or worse. Now I want you all to introduce yourselves. Name, Class, Fighting Experience, and the biggest thing you've beaten. Me? I took down a tank."

He pointed to a random member of the class. "You start."

After the introductions were done, Fred pointed the TVs set up with Wiis.

"For the rest of the easy day, you get to play Wii Boxing. Next week, we learn how to throw real punches."

[ooc: ~~OCD first, please.~~ ETA: OOOOPEN!]

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Name, Class, Fighting Experience, Biggest Thing You've Beaten.

"I'm Claire Bennet, a junior, my fight experience is mostly limited to the past few months with Fight Club and, uh..." she paused. "I haven't really beaten anything."

"Not even in fight club?" Fred said. He snickered.

The 'well, that's because you're a girl' was only said in his head.

Claire shrugged. "I'm still learning. That's why I'm in this class."

Fred gave a sharp nod and a thumbs up. He'd never admit he liked having a class of mostly girls.

"Elena," she said coolly. "Senior. Trained at an elite military academy for several years, specialized in martial arts, and was recruited before graduation for an elite division."

She wasn't going to elaborate on the Turks' duties in public, if she could help it.

"If we're just talking size, the biggest was probably one of the Dark Dragons up in the Northern Cave. Fierce, grumpy, but they die like anything else."

"A dragon," Fred repeated. He'd normally be assuming the girl was just crazy, but he'd learned better in his time at Fandom.

"Not bad."

Elena shrugged easily. "They're not the hardest thing I've fought," she said, "but they've got the sheer size down. And it's sort of fun, taking out something that much bigger than you."

Re: Introductions

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Jak... held up his sign that read My Name Is Jak, I Have Difficulty Speaking.

And then he mimed something big. Giant, big. Fifteen times his size, big. Listen, that had been a really big Precursor robot, all right?

Fred just sort of blinked.

"Huh," he said. "What, you beat up King Kong?"

Jak blinked right back at him, and rubbed the back of his head. What was King Kong?

"Kennedy. I'm a junior." Kennedy didn't do much about hiding her deeply skeptical reaction to Fred. "I've trained with martial arts and weapons for ten years, but I haven't actually gotten to fight anything yet so I'm hoping I get to fix that really soon here."

Was that impatience in her voice? Yes.

"Biggest thing I've beaten? Does one of the defensemen from the varsity hockey team count?"

"Yeah, that counts," Fred said. "Did they deserve it?"

"I'm called Andros," Andros said, "I'm a junior, I've been trained in martial arts since I was young and I've beaten some monsters back home," even though he hadn't been able to stop some of said monsters from causing his home world to be deserted.

"And what was the biggest?" Fred asked, wanting a more specific answer. "Monsters could mean anything. Like little gremlins or gnomes, for all I know."

"They were all average size for the most part," Andros replied, "in terms of the most powerful, that was probably Darkonda,"

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"I'm Lois Lane, I'm a senior. I'm a third degree black belt and I've had training in other areas of fighting thanks to the whole military brat thing," she said. "I beat up a Navy Seal once. Oh, and I fought a god but that didn't end so well for me."

"You fought a god," Fred repeated. "...you thought that was a good idea?"

"At the time, yeah," she admitted.

"I am Tybalt of the house of Capulet, and a senior," Tybalt replied, with no small hint of pride in his voice. For as much distaste as he had for the teacher and his methods, there was no denying the Prince of Cats his boasting. "My home in Verona sees much conflict between my house and that of the Montagues, villains that they are. We regularly hold our own against them when they've the nerve and ill-sense to trespass on territory not their own. And so, a Montague is my answer to thy last question, as well."

"Wow, you normally talk so super gay?" Fred asked.

PC, he was not.

Fred was now totally getting a heaping helping of Tybalt's bitchyface.

Fear the bitchyface. Fear it.

"This is the dialect of those from Verona," he protested. Bitchily.

He was so not imposing, here.

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"Danny Fenton, sophomore, one year as a superhero," he replied, oh so smug. "Biggest thing I've ever beaten would be the Fright Knight."

"Superhero," Fred repeated. "Riiiiight."

"Uh, yeah, I am," Danny shot back. "C'mon, that didn't make the news here? I saved the entire world from a giant asteroid!"

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