JULY PLANET MINGLE

[save_the_souls]

Who: YOU. ME. EVERYONE.
Broadcast: IF YOU WANT
Action: YEAH!!!!!
When: July!

[Congratulations to the crews that did not get themselves blown up! Welcome to the Blue Planet, a planet full of charming islands and even less charming weather patterns! Are you going to take the time to enjoy the beach? Help out with the local Nunnilis population? Get caught in a storm with another person and have a rating boosting sexual tension moment? The world's your oyster!]

[Yeah in other words: ITS A MINGLE GET IN HERE]

[July Planet Info!]

Comments

[poetontheinside]

Alright, I can play that game. [He grins a little and bounces on his heels]

What else you think you're good at, huh?

[nextlineis]

We'd be here all day if I started going down that list.

[poetontheinside]

Boxing? [This is such a bad idea.]

[nextlineis]

I'm not trained in boxing specifically, but I'd win a fight no problem.

[poetontheinside]

Hey, that ain't the same thing-- boxing's like dancing. [He takes a few steps- forward, back, shadow-boxing a little. He does make it look like something coordinated and well-thought-out.]

[nextlineis]

[Joseph arches a brow with a grin, but he manages to keep from laughing at Ray.]

When you get down to the basics, it's the same thing. Two rules: don't get hit and hit the other guy. There's no much to it outside of that.

[poetontheinside]

Clearly you been going to the wrong trainer. I'm telling you- you were one of my kids, you'd be out on your ass in no time flat.

[nextlineis]

Whoa, hey, hey, hey. Don't talk shit about my coach. [Mostly because you could accidentally summon Caesar by saying things like that. You don't want that.] You won't find a better fighter, Ripple user, or coach than Lisa Lisa. She could end you not just without breaking a sweat, but with just a pinky.

You wouldn't last a day if you were her student.

[poetontheinside]

A what user? [He is ignoring the rest, because half of his genetic make-up is Stubbornness.]

[nextlineis]

A Ripple user.

[No, there is not an immediate explanation. He's waiting to see if Ray has ever heard of it. He knows it's not likely, but he'd rather not have to explain if he doesn't have to.]

[Joseph Joestar: Laziness Extraordinaire]

[poetontheinside]

[He just. Stares at Joseph for a while. Eventually he points at his face.]

I look like I know what the fuck that is?

[nextlineis]

[Joseph sighs. Just adjust your hipster glasses, Joseph.]

It's a martial art that uses breathing to channel energy. I've been training pretty hard for the past month with Lisa Lisa and Caesar.

[poetontheinside]

[Well, he is now absolutely distracted from the potential fight.]

Bullshit.

[For all the shit he has seen, he is surprisingly stubborn about new magic.]

[nextlineis]

You want me to prove it?

[Joseph doesn't wait for an answer. He could be incredibly mean about this and just deck him with an Overdrive punch, but Ray isn't that bad of a guy. So, instead, he just reaches over and plucks a hair out of Ray's head. With a controlled breath, he charges the hair until it is completely straight and rigid, crackling with energy. It's solid enough that Joseph can twirl it between his fingers.]

Believe me now?

[poetontheinside]

Hey-- [He bristles at the sting, then narrows his eyes at what Joseph is doing.]

You been training for months and that's the best you can do?

[nextlineis]

You don't want me to hit you with it. [You don't want Joseph hitting you in general, Ray. Don't do this.] Just because you're human doesn't mean it won't hurt a lot.