Fite Club Friends

I've made a bunch of friends at Fite Club. Why not? Got to get out and about. Staying indoors all the time makes people think you're crazy. Like Miss Havisham.

Yeah, I read that book. In school. Don't remember anything else.

Anyway, let's talk about them! Starting with Marco, the guy who runs the club. He used to be a surgeoneer who worked on stretch lizards. You can tell how that went. He's a nice guy, but a bit crabby sometimes. Likes a joke, takes the piss a lot and comes across as a bit of a prick, but he's good deep down. The one thing he doesn't like is people not paying the fees on time. He's got a thing about punctuality. Dunno if that's the stretch lizard in him or not.

There's also this... guy... called Ali. I think he's a minotaur. Or something. This... sort-of... cow... person. He's got brown leathery skin and he's like ten foot tall. He doesn't talk to anyone, and he doesn't fight anyone.

He just bench-presses busted cars in the parking lot.

I don't know why he's here.

But enough about him he's weird and creepy. Let's talk about the cool dudes. Like Nelli. With an i. She wants to be a luchador! That's AWESOME! She followed Luchadillo last tourney and decided to take it up, so she comes to the Fites to practice. She's really chatty too - sometimes I spend half my time at the club just jawing away with her. She's a decent fite too - not got everything down right, but when she clinches it I get steamrolled. Still learning!

Then there's a bunch of weird gimmicky fighters who dropped out of the wrestling rings. Like Armstrong. Armstrong's a nice dude. Arms the size of minivans, so he has to walk like a gorilla. But he's not dumb muscle. He likes poetry, for one thing, although I've never understood why Lord Bryon is important in any way whatsoever. But he's a quiet dude and he fights the other gimmicky dudes well. Never beaten Ali, though. Someone ought to.

Some of the gimmicky fighters are normal people with... weird ideas. Rocksteady (his real name is Eustace, don't tell anyone :P) thought making gloves, boots and knee and elbow pads out of stones was a good idea. Suffice to say, he doesn't use them anymore, but he's got optimism if nothing else. Then there's this poor girl who fights in this really skimpy leotard. I don't know what her deal is. She keeps getting her ass kicked, but comes back for more. Happy to oblige, I guess.

Then there's a bunch of normies there too, like Anthony and Marissa and Stu and others. They're normal people, I guess. Stu is a construction worker working on something for the next tourney. He keeps dangling that over our heads. Spoilers, my ass. Anthony is an ex-soldier, pretty tough for an old guy. Marissa just wanted somewhere where her husband won't yell at her.

Suffice to say, after I heard about that, she wasn't married anymore. Wonder where he ended up.

We're a pretty happy bunch. Come on down if you can, they're pretty accepting of all sorts. I'm sure Armstrong would be a decent fight for most of you. We've got something for everyone!