Message #249165

[Dudebot5000]

OOC: I'm bored, so I'll wrap up the weight lifting thing. =P

IC:
"Hey Kaze."
"Yes, Kenji?"
"I think we should probably stop."
"What, 200 tons too much for you?"
"Not at all. Actually, I could keep going."
"Then why should we stop, Kenji?"
"Because if we add anymore weight, the bar won't be able to move. The weights are almost the size of the room."

What Kenji had said was true; the weights had gotten to be the size of the room at 200 tons of total weight. Even if they raised the benches (Which they had done several times already), they wouldn't be able to continue without putting holes in stuff. Calling it a draw, the two of them put the weights down, and Kenji helped Haley and Novia out of the seats he had asked them to sit in.

Not long after, though, something strange happened to the two of them. Their arms were in intense pain, as if they were being repeatly stabbed by blades at absolute zero and whatever it's polor opposite was while each strand of muscle was being removed slowly and individually.

Naturally, the two of them wanted to die.

OOC: Why die, you ask? Well, this is something that no one they know can fix. Even Kazuki. This is their punishment for doing epic(ly stupid) things. =P