YE WHO ENTER, PREPARE TO BE PUNCHED

[bufudine]

Who: You, you and YOU! Anyone who is up for some good ol' sparring/training/getting their face beaten in
Where: In the park
When: All week, starting on the 20th!
Style: Anything goes!
Status: OPEN


It's a good week in the bubble! ...Then again, every week is fairly pleasant, temperature wise, in this little city under the sea.

But!

This week is extra pleasant, because there are training dummies set up all over the field in the park, all ready and waiting to be smacked around or smashed into itty bitty bits. Oh, but if hitting dummies aren't your thing, there are also targets for the archers and marksmen who want to get some target practice set up at the north end, cordoned off so people don't accidentally wander into the line of fire. And for those who'd rather play it safe or would like start learning the art of battle, there are plenty of practice weapons in... wheelbarrows? at the corners of the field.

Well, okay, this week would actually be unpleasant if you use the park for some peace and quiet. But for everyone else wanting to get some good old fashioned sparring and training in, this week's a great time to do it!

Comments

[rainbowarch]

Where I come from, there are Tribes. The six strongest ones are known as the ruling Tribes.

And the law says that when one Tribe conquers all the others, they get to leave and go to Nirvana. Paradise. A place where everybody is happy and nobody ever has to fight again.

[So many people died, others suffered greatly, and when at last the Embryon were the undisputed kings, they were denied their prize.]

[asea]

[The prospect of Nirvana, a place of paradise, is undeniably promising to be rewarded. Judging from Cielo's earlier remark, it comes off more like an incentive to rouse the Tribes. Maybe that's all it ever was.]

That sounds only like a ruse to cause in-fighting.

[It's predictable that they were denied what they earned.]

[rainbowarch]

It was. Why else would the temple do this? They wanted everybody to fight. There's nothing else in the Junkyard. No plants, no animals, no nothing. Only fighting. That's what they were really after.

Problem is that we don't know why.

[It's pretty obvious that bothers him very much. Maybe Argilla knows? But Cielo doesn't want to ask her; what happens in the future clearly is painful.]

But! Me and the others are here now. There probably isn't even a Junkyard to go back to. It's not Nirvana here, but we're pretty happy.

[asea]

[Of course they don't know why. Why would some higher power outright tell them? Unless someone was acting as their . . . proxy, or the like. Pawns don't have a need to know.

"Pretty happy" because it's genuinely nice, or -- ]

You don't have anywhere else to be.

[Not exactly the most tactful person.]

[rainbowarch]

[He lives with at least two people who don't have much in the way of tact, so he isn't bothered by Walter's words.]

That's true. But I wouldn't go back even if I could.

[Nobody wants to be there. And the temple used that fact to their advantage. Whatever that advantage may be.]

[asea]

[Bias speaks, and Walter finds nothing better about being in Vatheon. Everything has always struck him as wrong.]

The way things are now, you know you have no choice in that.

[rainbowarch]

[SHRUG.]

Maybe not. But I'm gonna make the best of it, ja? My comrades are here and we get to learn new things every day.

[asea]

You'll forget everything once you return. You don't care about the future?

[rainbowarch]

[He does care, very much. Especially after speaking with Argilla. It sounds like there is something after the Junkyard.

Something that isn't good.]

I care. I don't know what's waiting back there for me, though.

[asea]

[Never a paradise, hm?

. . . on the other hand, Walter knows exactly what's waiting back there for him, so he's lost in the field of curiosity. He can't understand Cielo's predicament, much less bothers to do so.]

The result of the in-fighting.

[He answers simply -- obviously -- before turning to a path in the park to take off. He's done with this futuristic discussion.]