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I consider myself interestingly hypocritical about this. I don't enjoy "real" fights, I consider genuine violence to be a disgusting waste of flesh, but that's very likely because being literally half the size and weight of the people who were usually making a honest and sincere effort to do me permanent harm I learned to fight very dirty and it tended to just be an ugly affair all around.
At the same time, to use a terrible metaphor, I've got the G-Gundam thing going. The act of pitting myself against another fighter and sparring to the finish, I consider that to be something very special. Two people pushing themselves to the limit to see who can best the other physically and mentally... there's nothing quite like it.
I suppose the difference is the same as the difference between "hurt" and "harm". The act of sparring on that level is one of mutual respect without intent to... damage... the other person, as opposed to the waste of a "real" fight.
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Originally Posted by Hectonkhyres
I'm imagining crazed dwarves doing profoundly weird things. Urist McNutcase has developed a compulsion to jam anything colored blue up his anus, or alternately other peoples anuses
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