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[grunehexe]

[If you've ever seen an illegal cam recording from the back row of a theater, you are familiar with the style of this broadcast.

Observe, (as best you can), the players upon the stage. The stage being the cave in which many of them have taken shelter from the storm outside, specifically a large, flat rock, at which two fine male specimens you may recognize as Achilles, son of Peleus, and a certain McCree, locked in the midst of a fierce... arm wrestling battle.

Bare arm muscles flexing, beads of sweat dripping, jaws gritting, knuckles white and shaking, eyes narrowed in concentration and competition, testosterone veritably sparking in the air... as two very fit grown men have it out in a no holds barred thirst-fanning battle of the bulges. Arm muscle bulges.

You might catch glimpse of the lovely referee, (blond, very appropriately serious about judging this contest, thanks, Riza), and hear snatches of people rooting for a particular candidate, (the broadcaster herself seems to favor Achilles, if "steel yourself for victory, Achilles!" is any indication), but mostly this is about enjoying a good man on man test of strength.

Until, that is, a voice can be heard.]

- Are you recording that?

[The video sadly? and promptly goes black as the magitek jewelry is clutched to a bosom in scandalous retort.]

Is it not a sight worth sharing? For posterity, you see-

[And apparently she thought it best to post... for posterty. What? Any lady or inclined fella unfortunate enough to not see it go down surely wouldn't want to miss the show... ?]

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[wardance]

[ YELLS?????? ]

[grunehexe]

[AHHHHHHH WHO IS YELLING??!]

[grunehexe]

[Wait-

Why are we yelling?]

action! ota

[winces]

[ annnnd here is olivia, one of the nearby spectators, looking torn between joining in the cheering crowd and — well. looking embarrassed about it all. she stands not too far away from sieglinde, whose broadcast is well-known by now. she's got leukos in her arms (that some might recall as belonging to achilles, the competitor with braided hair), while sapphire sits atop saffron's head, attempting to get a good look at it all.

should you happen to be around, you might hear her mutter to herself: ]

H-How can they stand it...? Everyone's watching...!

[grunehexe]

D- Does that not make it more exciting for men of this sort... ?

[Don't mind Sieglinde's commentary, or the fact that she is, for some inexplicable reason, covering her own nameless squidge's "eyes" as she continues to watch and cheer on her favorite in the competition.]

They perform better before an audience that desires to see them succeed, no?

makes this work somehow, idk

[strictdiscipline]

[Don't be so shy, Olivia.

At this point, Riza's taken a step back, not too keen placing herself in such close proximity to such a staggering display of testosterone. (Less of a view this way, but one can only take so much of two men grunting and straining inches away. And she can judge just as fine from two feet away as two inches away.)

It's close enough to catch Olivia's quiet words, and close enough for her to turn her head and raise one eyebrow.]

Most men enjoy showing off their masculinity in front of a crowd, in my experience.

[Not that she particularly cares about the peacocking happening in front of her, but she can certainly appreciate other parts of this spectacle.

[whatshimadayou]

[Despite his own irritation, Hanzo has shown up with his arms crossed and looking annoyed.

He notes how flustered Olivia seems to be, but assumes she is simply embarrassed. He could hardly blame her.]

I imagine that is the point.

Stupid. Showing off.

[He scoffs, narrowing his eyes as he watches.]

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[strikingtwice]

Why would you record this?

[grunehexe]

Do we not all benefit from a healthy spirit of competition... ?

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[ofobedience]

I fail to see what all the fuss is about.

[Olivia's reaction in particular confuses him]

[grunehexe]

It is something perhaps only a certain subset can appreciate...

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[asscan]

[It's incredibly windy out, howling in fact, and Laedo is on his last round of patrols to pick up anyone who was trailing behind and couldn't make it to shelter in time--or who was too stubborn to seek shelter for her or himself.

That is why in delayed moment, the askan's voice is booming.]

WHO WON?!

[grunehexe]

[Woah, loud- oh well, makes sense. That wind is louder.]

It is still in progress- shall I narrate?

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[perma_banned]

[--With his priorities set in stone.]

Are we arm-wrestling, now!?

[grunehexe]

[Hmmmm... that might be worth watching, too...]

Yes, it seems so- perhaps you ought to throw your hat in the proverbial ring?

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[whatshimadayou]

[SIGHS, so that's where he went.]

Idiot.

[flashbanging]

[ WELL THAT'S NOT VERY SUPPORTIVE ]

THE BATTLE GOES ON.

[flashbanging]

[ God damn, but Achilles is strong. Stronger than just about any man McCree's come across in his travels, strong as Jack or Gabe at their peak--and they're both genetically enhanced super soldiers. Perspiration beads along the back of his neck as he struggles to keep up; his muscles ache within just two minutes of this spectacle. But--he quickly realizes--it is a spectacle, now; so many people are gathered 'round, staring unabashedly at their respective rippling biceps. He's determined to give them a good show.

McCree keeps himself in shape, and though he boasts significant strength of his own, he's still, ultimately, just a man. Another few minutes of this contest and his good arm is down flat on the rock.

He grins at Achilles, obviously impressed. He can admit when he's beat. ]

Damn. You got me good.

[heelies]

[His strength is the gift of his mother's divine womb: before he even breathed his first, Zeus who bears the aegis knew that he was destined to be a man greater than his father, a man stronger than any warrior who then walked the earth. From the moment he first gripped the spear's haft as a boy he knew what to do as if by instinct, and it came effortlessly like water which flows in the current carved out for it. So went his life, favored as he was by the gods.

Even now as he grapples with McCree he feels little strain, forcing the man's forearm to bend as if a tree toppled by a river in flood, until he has pinned it to the stone which serves as their ring. By now he too has noticed the small crowd that has gathered to watch their contest: aglow with the competitive spirit in his breast, he is pleased to find familiar faces among the onlookers, particularly a beauty with locks of pink on whom he casts a somewhat sly grin. His attention returns soon enough to McCree.]

You are a most worthy opponent, but none could argue that I have bested you. Let us meet again in a second round!

[In his enthusiasm he has half taken over Riza's duty as host of the games, but he looks to her for her signal as he positions his arm once more.]

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[sereneflame]

[Serene is watching in the crowd, rooting for this fine show of aggression, but the little ping of a post on the network has her peeking to see who's commentating. She laughs as she realises who's the one making this film.]

Ha, you have a better view than me! Do you have a favourite? [She snickers brightly] Does that choice have anything to do with his skill~?

[grunehexe]

I must say I favor Achilles in this contest- for his strength, of course.

[And his handsomeness and the fact that he totally said he would hypothetically offer his son to her for a husband.

It's flattering.]

not here but

[iomnic]

[Humans.............. still elude him sometimes.]

[grunehexe]

[It's them fleshy muscles]

[evantuality]

Posterity?!

[It's Evan's indignation that's ruining Sieg's fun. Forgive him, smol science -- he's had a bit of a day. He's currently carrying around both his squidge and Ramir's, and it's a proper double armful of rowdiness that's been driving him up the wall.]

An arm wrestle -- I can think of plenty of things to record for posterity that we've done, but -- honestly, Sieg!

[grunehexe]

[Silly Evan... you should be drugging your squidge with happygrass like Sieg does when hers gets rowdy... Makes parenting much easier.]

I have recorded several other more important things, but this is a matter of morale, Evan.

[Hmmph.]

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[longtempered]

[The growing racket manages to draw Shizuo from where he's been staked out and smoking near the cave entrance. Curiosity winning out, he drifts over to the crowd slowly forming to see what all the fuss is about...still smoking, and probably filling the air a little in his immediate area, sorry nearby fellow spectators.]

Man, a lot of people around here really like arm-wresting... [Commented to nobody in particular, upon getting a look at what's actually going on. And then, mostly because this sort of feels like a thing you ought to root for somebody in (and he only knows one of these guys):] Hey, Achilles, try not to break that guy's arm or anything!

[grunehexe]

[The smoke actually isn't a bother, but that is only because... she's spent most of her life in a workshop cooking up all sorts of potions, and mixing all manner of plants and chemicals. Granted, she usually wore a mask, but.

Nothing a wave of a lacy black sleeve can't help.]

One supposes a lot of people here are quite bored. Even a competition as this is cause for interest.

[Not to say she wouldn't appreciate this sort of display any other day but...

It's been a long trip.]

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[stonebird]

Sieglinde, I do believe you are enjoying yourself too much.

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[grunehexe]

After all of the slogging we have been forced to do across this planet, I believe the ladies of this team are entitled to something of a pleasant sight- no?

[It's been ice, then mountains, then swamp... it gets tiring!]

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[kikoku]

[He sat down to check the network during a lull in the storm and this is what he sees. Of course with Achilles being involved he has to comment because what an idiot. Though, Law himself is looking pretty stupid because he's lost his hat and now his hair is sticking up every which way, wind blown as it is.]

I wish I could say I was surprised that this is how you stragglers are choosing to occupy your time, but that would be a lie.
[He just shakes his head. No Law, you're the weird one for going on ahead.]

Though.... Your intentions here are quite dubious for someone so young, Sieglinde-ya.
[You are a very thirsty 12 year old is what he's saying, basically.]

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[grunehexe]

[Yeah, Law, you're the weird one! Not that Sieglinde could get ahead even if she wanted to, but.]

How we decide to pass the time that would otherwise be wasted seems to be the concern of many.

[SNIFF]

As is my age, which I have told many since my arrival here but will repeat again for the benefit of others, which is clearly old enough by the standards of my village. I am nearly of age to marry.

[And leer at men.]

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[heavyhitter]

Are you fucking kidding me — fuck, I'm missing everything! Tell them not to stop before I get there! And make them take their shirts off, it makes you stronger.

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[grunehexe]

[Oh, that would be... A good idea...]

It may be best to hurry, a winner will soon-

[Wait, she has to convey this amazing suggestion]

"TARANTO" REQUESTS YOU DISROBE IMMEDIATELY!

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[cachemoney]

[The cave is not extremely spacious, so the sound of hootin' and hollerin' is very hard to ignore. Fiona's curiosity gets the better of her, and she's absolutely glad it did, because that is some glistening muscle action going on right now.]

Oh my god. [She touches her mouth, then gently... covers her squidge's eyes from where it's hanging out inside her coat.] Please tell me this is a normal thing that happens on missions.

aaaaaamen

[grunehexe]

[It is beautiful. Even if, where Sieglinde sits, she is... also covering her squidges' eyes. Don't mind the slightly perverse blush on her face, either.]

It is sadly not, I am afraid...