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Gorky
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Absolutely tnuc, specifically in a match of wits…though she’d probably also easily kick my ass irl (and be perfectly justified in doing so).
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transgender nerd under canada
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Absolutely tnuc, specifically in a match of wits…though she’d probably also easily kick my ass irl (and be perfectly justified in doing so).
I think you'd beat me in either, TBH. I am capable of losing a battle of wits to a trio of hyperactive kittens (and do so on a regular basis), and although I'm in shape, that shape is a fucking circle. I have no upper body strength, noodle arms, and what little power my legs retain to propel me around is hindered by my knees having started to give out after so many years of suffering under the weight of... ...well, me. My vote goes to Svip. I don't want to fight anybody, but Svip is a viking. As an Englishwoman, I know better than to try to fight vikings. You just give them what they want and they sail home peacefully. Try to fight them, and the next thing you know you've got a bunch of new words in your language and a bunch of axes in your furniture and/or back.
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Tachyon
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Nick is a survivor, and has been through some rough and scrappy times. Never go up against a survivor.
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Svip
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The idea of fighting myself raises too many questions for comfort. How does one maintain composure in such a situation?
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transgender nerd under canada
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The idea of fighting myself raises too many questions for comfort. How does one maintain composure in such a situation?
You don't normally retain composure when fighting yourself. It's usually more of a mental battle than a physical one, so primarily you'll be wrestling with your inner demons, possibly attempting to discern the agenda of your subconscious, and probably spending a bit of time staring into the abyss while being beaten by your own perceived failings. I mean, it's pretty discombobulating. But at least you end up coming out the other side a winner - I mean, whoever wins, you were only fighting yourself. So you won!
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Svip
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Oh, I thought it was like discovering someone had cloned me without my knowledge, and had now sent myself as an assassin to kill me.
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