My discipline often gets in the way of my rational thinking. I never forget anyone who hurts me. I have anger issues. I'm a bit condescending. On a small lonely island. In a penthouse overlooking the city. In my bed. I don't rest. In a dojo. At the gym. In the wild. At a military complex. Sprinting hills. My elliptical. I don't travel. On foot. A fancy car. A private jet. That's intimidation enough. Fighting with honor. Understanding this opponent is just a means to an end.
The ability to use all my skills. I prefer to be underestimated, but I never am. I don't care. I prefer to be overestimated, so I can see what my opponent brings from the beginning. I am always a friend. It depends on the opponent. I am usually an enemy, but not by choice. I never thought about it before. After beating them, I'd beat them again. I'd tear Heihachi's head off! I'd put a few new notches on my belt.
I'd train and defeat them. I'd be disqualified. I'd win, unless I was tackled. I'd do okay, unless I was grappled. I'd ground and pound! The UK. British Airways. China Airlines. Japan Airlines, of course.
Somewhere cold. North Korea. The moon. I use a makiwara pad to condition my fists. I use a dummy. I use Russian assassins as practice.
I rip trees apart with my hands. I was trained in a school run by family. I was in an airplane crash. I became a trained government assassin. I studied Karate until there was nothing else in my life. I'd be a politician.
I'd be a monk. I'd be an artist. I'd be in a museum. Too restrictive. They make it a lot safer. The rules in Judo are annoying enough without the extra ones from the Olympics. In life there are no rules. Let's fight like gentlemen! Just because you can fight doesn't mean you're a brute. Bottom line: you're a cultured badass, always making time for tea and roses.
You conduct yourself with grace and dignity and are always polite to those around you, and quick to scold rudeness. Even in the ring you're a gentleman, fighting fair and square with graceful, stinging punches. You dislike dirty tactics and cheaters and are living proof that chivalry is not dead. You hot, sexy thing, you! You're beautiful, and you know it! There's just one problem Screams are music to your ears as you skin your victims.
The uglier they are, the more satisfied you get when you shred them to ribbons. Beauty is the only thing that matters to you, especially your own. You believe all ugly things should be erased from this world, slowly and painfully. You, however, are perfect. You have tapped in to your inner demons and allowed it them make you a perfect weapon.
Your fists shatter mountains. Your blows sink islands. You live and breathe fighting, and you want to die fighting. Too bad this world is full of weaklings. Few can stand up to your might. Fewer still can live to tell the tale of the raging demon that is yourself. What you seek the ultimate fight to the death, and you'll get it one day, no matter what you have to do You are Dan the Man!
You're goofy, laid back and have plenty of personality, often taunting your opponents and striking extravagant poses. Having fun is more important than winning the game to you, and you don't always take things seriously.
You may not be the biggest, strongest or even the fastest guy out there, but your desire to triumph in the face of adversity is admirable; despite the odds, you never give up on your goals. You're still a clumsy goofball, but that's why people love you!
Created by Joshua Vargason. Would you kill an opponent? Heavens, no! I'm a pugilist, not a murderer! Anyone who opposes me will be destroyed! I would never commit such a terrible sin. Only if they were worthy. No, but I'll gladly taunt them! If they were beautiful enough I just might let them live. Only if my life was in immediate danger. No, never. Choose a method of transportation.
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