#pointedheel

[andmynameisadora]

pointedheel replied to your post “20 are you starting to realize anything??”

HELL YEAH YOU ARE SISTER HH

you’re awfully confident when you don’t really know me.

[overcoatundercover]

pointedheel replied to your post “(i believe… tomorrow? is my last day of forced snakehood… though...”

[()] Is that when this wears off? I have been ACHING to get back to LEGS NIGHT.

(it’s when mine ends, i think, maybe. not sure about yours! let me back scroll to my own starting point...)

[scourdray]

> You are on stream, and it’s making you angry. Researching exploitation ticks you off because there’s nothing you can do about it. People are scumbags and nothing will change that.

> Rail against the system all you want, Houtek, your pan says to you. Nothing will change.

> You shove some pre-prepared meal substitute into your mouth and stand to head out to the muscletroll’s hive. The only thing you can do with your anger is channel it into working on something. And since you can’t do anything except what the empire says, you’ll do that.

> Time to make her gym fucking sparkle.

[claws-on-spec]

time for a FIGHT

> You are SO ready for this fight. And so you're back in the pit, but this time with much more vim, vigor, and actual confirmation that someone will show up.

> And this time a crowd starts gathering. Nihkee really does know how to draw them in.

> Hushed whispers accompany your impatient pacing back and forth. The track you had started wearing in the floor of the pit last night is slowly getting deeper tonight. You keep checking your palmhusk for the time, even though you know in your eagerness you were early and that you would have to wait.

> Finally, you hear a scuttlebuggy approach. The sounds of whooping and cheers, and then raucous applause follow her grand entrance. You finally stop and stare toward the direction of her approach, eyes wide with wonder. You never imagined you'd get to meet THE Nihkee Moolah, but the crowd is parting in front of her. And you don't have a great imagination, but this was so far beyond you that she barely existed outside of her televised fights.

> ...You also never imagined she'd be that short. She's made of tightly packed, dense muscle. The peak of physical health. And she's like three feet shorter than you. Not that it changes anything, you just can't stare up at her in awe, you have to stare down instead.

> She takes you aside for a few minutes to discuss the plan for the fight. Which is confusing, why would you plan a rumble? She explains that the stories of the fights are elaborate works of art, that it's all a show but that the violence is very real. The intensity in her voice draws you in even more when it's in person. Hell yes you were an artist. Hell yes you wanted to be remembered for your great work today. Hell YES YOU WANTED TO FUCKING FIGHT.

> She coaches you through your lines a few times, patiently, and you do your very best. She tells you that she wants to end the match in a draw, and you agree. You would hate dying, and killing your idol would fucking suck. Finally, it's time.

"MOOLAH"

> Your voice thunders from... Well, from over by the Wendyy's. There's no proper backstage, a fact which was heavily lamented.

"ive come to take you DOWN a professional ASSASSIN here to assassinate your TITLE RRRAAAAAUUGGHH!!"

> The crowd goes fucking nuts.

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> You're sitting with Nihkee after the fight, laughing and nursing matching bruises. You help her with some of the ones she can't reach, and she does the same for you. She tells you that you did amazing, and that everyone will remember the fight for ages to come (the several people who had filmed it on their palmhusks surely wouldn't hurt.) Plus, your own palmhusk has been going off the hook with new clients. Daja is going to be so happy with you.

> You tentatively ask her if you can fight again sometime.

> The enthusiastic yes sends your giddy self straight into orbit. Best. Night. Ever.

[claws-on-spec]

> Oh, she didn’t mean to keep you waiting. And now you have an actual time you’re going to fight the best fighter you’ve ever seen (on tv.)

> Even though you’ve already spent your entire evening mission crying to Daja about being stood up for an amazing fight, spending the light in a hole, and talking to a scary ass clown dude, it looks like tonight is going to go your way.

> Previous anger and sadness forgotten to be replaced with your particular brand of aggressive excitement.

> At least Azdaja is used to dealing with your simple, quick-change emotions.

[marryrd]

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[overcoatundercover]

pointedheel replied to your post “(chirp chip screeee!!!)”

[()] HELL YEAH SISTER NOISES

(chit! chit! etc etc other such nutbeast noises! loud ones!)