originally posted in:The New Dojo
[i]Le punching bags.[/i]
[u]Whatever room has lots of punching bags[/u]
*After a long time of walking around, Quincy had stumbled across a room with a seemingly endless supply of punching bags. This had him overjoyed as he casually set up three heavy duty punching bags and began punching the nuggets out of the first one (after making sure no one was around, wink wink). After the first one broke off the rope and spilled sand where it landed, Quincy moved onto the second one*
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"Nice punch" Alpha said, walking into the room behind you
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*jumps* Gyah! H-how long have you been standing there?
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"Not very, just enough to see you destroy that bag" He leaned against a wall and crossed his arms
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Uh.. oh.. uh, yeah, that... I don't like too many people knowing i box.. for obvious reasons.. *nudges the fallen punching bag with my foot*
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"don't think I've ever tried" He walked up beside you, and sized up a bag
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*resumes working on some standard 1-4-2 punch combos* So -punchpunchpunchpunch- ever punch a bag of sand before?
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"Nope, been too busy fighting actual enemies" He rears back for a punch and hits a bag in front of him, punching straight through and ripping it off the chain
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*winces* That's... not what that's for.. Try to keep yourself balanced, control how much you pound out. Otherwise, youll wreak more havok than you wanted.
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"meh, I'm better at swordplay, and even better with a rifle"
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I mean -punchpunch- im not the worst shot-punchpunchpunch- but im not the greatest either. so i tend to -punchpunch- fix my 'problems' up closer and hittin' where it hurts. -punchpunch- know what i mean?