Describe your first fist-fight.

[Voidrunner]

Eh, a large number of the fights I've been involved in have been painfully one-sided against me, I usually don't put too much effort into defending myself so my attackers get bored and leave after a few hits. In the times I actually fight I don't really throw punches, more like just shoving my opponent back trying to end the violence before devolves into a brawl.

 

[Rawne1980]

My first proper fight was when I was 11.

I'd got some grief at school off 2 lads so went home to get my elder brother (he was 23 at the time) he basically gave me 2 choices, I either fight the 2 lads or I fight him.

I'd done Jeet Kune Do since I was 7 but didn't like fighting up until then.

I didn't really have a choice.

They ended up bleeding on the floor, they didn't even get a punch in.

 

[AndyFromMonday]

Grabbed the guy in a headlock, smashed him into the pavement then punched him in the face. I punched him a good 10 times until he tried to smash my face in so I got angry and just started strangling him. Eventually I got off him and from that day on he never fucked with me again. We even became friends, sort of.

 

[Colour Scientist]

I've never really been in a fist fight. Closest I got to it was when I was like eight with my cousin. I beat her in a game of pool, on one of those mini pool tables, and she wasn't happy. She started pulling my hair and hitting me. I fought back but when she started firing pool balls at me I knew it was time to flee.

 

[Watchmacallit]

I was in my final year of high school, my girlfriend of the time knocked some guy's pie out of his hands because of something that happened the other day. I didn't notice but heard this guy calling "Come back here you *****".

I turned around to see what was going on and saw this guy a year younger than me walking up to my girlfriend. He called her a ***** again and I stepped in front of him. He grabbed me and I grabbed him back and slammed him into the wall behind him. I let go of him and asked what the fuck he thought he was doing. He rambled something about a pie. He tried to throw a few punches, didn't feel it, had a jacket on.

I grabbed him again and told him to stop, by this time a group formed around us and one of his mates jumped in and told me to "fuck off". I let go of him and walked away.

20 minutes later in my next class, everyone thought I was beating up on a younger kid because he knocked down my pie. I also found out that people I considered friends were there and did shit all.

If i wasn't in my final year I would of beat the shit out of him, going after a girl, there's no excuse.

 

[Womplord]

In year 1 I had an epic fight with a 'gang' of bullies.

*walking in undercover area by myself*
"hey there's jeremy lets get him!"
second-leader pushes me into wall
I punch him in chest and rip his shirt. I push some others away, lock hands with one. We wrestle for a bit then I pull my hand back and punch him in the gut as hard as I can so he falls to the ground he starts tearing. Run onto oval. small kid tries to jump on me but kick him in the gut so he flies through the air, starts crying. they all start running away, me chasing.

there were other one on one fights but I can't remember it all that well. I might remember more exiting than it was though, I was in grade 1 after all. They would have won if it was a simultanious attack. But they all got detention and I got off scott free, lol. The school took it really seriously. Hmm, I got in heaps of fights throughout school now that I think about it.

 

[Silent observer]

Through a combination of quick thinking and fast running I've managed to avoid pretty much all conflict (verbal and physical) since the beginning of secondary school.

I got into a couple of scuffles when I was younger. One time this guy hit me in the head with a giant plastic chess piece so I kicked him in the balls, but that's pretty much it. Can't even remember what started that, probably some stupid disagreement that seemed important at the time.

 

[Plucky]

Years ago in Year 8..or maybe 9, it was a French lesson, i got in slightly late and the class jock was all "Miss! Ricky is late to lesson again" all snidely and the teacher said "but he has a reason why he was late" then he was all "why? because hes a spazmo?", the teacher just went quiet and the lesson went by, near the end he did something, i forgot what it was exactly, maybe he just kept poking me and other stuff.

Eventually i called him out and said "Stop ****ing poking me, you drug-laden jock ****, you think you're so high and mighty dragging your hands on the floor and being a sexist ****, everyone heard about how you punched that girl, i wish you would just die, if you're sooo popular, why is your only (fake) friend some fat slow kid, is it because he's a son of a govener?".

After that he just punched me in the side of the stomach, i attacked back by smashing my fist downward into his chest area, he leaped and knocked me out of my chair but i got out of the way before he stepped on me...forgot some bits but one bit involved him running towards me, but i did some rolling-slightly-backwards-centrical-force-thingy so that he ended up thrown towards the door, and him grabbing my nuts, but i just attacked back by swinging my legs, arms and attempted to smash my head and generally tried to bite him to get him off.



I have Asbergers, and i wanted to learn French..never did though. :X

*wasn't even sure what was and what wasnt allowed on The Escapist, substitute slow with another word...


EDIT: and the Jock's "friend" was some fat obnoxous kid who used an electric wheelchair for going about, he can get out and waddle, other kids basically avoids him like the plague due to being stupider and childish, once he went on some Cbeebees website...

And the other people with things like disabillities and such all hated him too, he was an obnoxous **** who would purposely ram into your legs on purpose and would scream whenever something doesn't go his own way, he even tried to eat my food once (!) i didn't even touch it, and he was about too!

Probably didnt help that all the TAs usually grouped all of us inside a "Rainbow Room" where the astmophere was tense, things that might be a trait inheirantly assosiated with one kid might aggitate others, whilst some might just be stupid yet strong.


Thankfully i always went to the Libary during Breaks and Lunchtimes due to actually having a backbone and actual sentinence, im no idiot, i don't want to draw on fax machine paper whilst having to be forced to gab with the local railroad kid whilst he gabs about a DVD rerun of a show episode he watched like a hundred times in a day....the show was called Friends..not that i hate the show.

 

[Lil_Rimmy]

I can't really remember, but as I am a rather big nerd (I mean come on, you have to be a certain nerdiness level to go on the Escapist.) people used to pick on me.

I used to fight but only if it was my only chance and then when I told my dad, he gave me some good advice.

"Well mate, hang near them for a while, let them throw a punch and then you beat the shit outta them."

I once saw a circle where two of the bully "Gangs" were fighting. I thought, "Yup, this is it." and walked straight in. A kid called Uin (You-in) pushed me in the circle and the brawl began. It was me onto about 7 other bullies (and more watching)

So they swing a couple of punchs at me and I take no shit, run straight in and pretty much clothes line half of them. So Uin jumps on my back (we were standing near some raised gardens) so I run back and pretty much jump onto one of these gardens. After that he just lay there, winded and I think he couldn't move.

So the leader of all them (Brady) swaggers up with Brice, Chubb and Thomas Ostraski. Brice and Chubb didn't really do anything, but Thomas and Brady laid into me.

I went for Brady first and he didn't even get to swing a punch before he went down on the ground before my fist. Thomas, who I really hated as he both was bulling me after school and shared my name (The barstad!) I wanted to cause as much pain as possible. He was as fat as a fucking hippo, so I couldn't lift and drop him. Instead, my speed came in handy as I acctually ran around him and punched him in the face. After he backed off, I stood there in a circle of bullies who were dumb founded at seeing the scrawny little nerd beat the shit outta the gang leads, their second hand idiots and the master bully.

Then I screamed at the top of my voice and they shat them selves and ran.

I felt like such a bad ass.


A couple of things came from that.
One, I used to use my speed to run away from the bullies. Now I use it to beat the crap out of them.
Two, my dad gives the best fucking advice ever.
Three, no one bullied me again.
Four, if anyone started to bully me or touch me, they got what was coming to them.

And best of all, I became like a freakin Batman of the school. If I ever saw someone other than a bully getting beaten up or picked on, whoever was doing it soon had a face like Darth Vader. Like wise, I wouldn't fight non-bullies/non-dickheads. But if a bully came up and started a fight, I would swing like mad, damn whatever might happen.

/epicstoryofawesomeness

 

[Communist partisan]

I've had so many fights so I can't remember than the first one happen, must've been 4-5 years.

 

[Clive Howlitzer]

I've never even been in a fist fight, I don't really count scuffles in elementary school.

 

[Secret world leader (shhh)]

Never been in a proper fist fight. But once in 1st year (secondry school) a bunch of pricks made a habit of throwing fizzy juice cans at me and my friends. One time this shitbag wearing a hat (who was in 3rd year at the time) came up and drenched me in diet coke. i started kicking (for some reason i kept my hands in my pockets the whole time) and by the time our audience arrived he had me in a headlock. I immediately got bored and stole his hat infront of his retard friends while apparently laughing my ass off. He then punched me in the stomach and walked away. I went back to my friends and tried to resume our conversation.

I've never seen him since.

 

[similar.squirrel]

I had to stay with my ex and her new boyo a week or two ago. It was incredibly soul-destroying, so I drove that down by clandestinely punching the shit out of a wall. I think I lost, because my hand got severely fucked up for days afterwards.

Never done the whole fisticuffs thing with another human, though. Elbows and knees seem like a better idea, anyway.

 

[DSK-]

Funnily enough, a few years ago doing boxing sparring for the first time ever with my hench (then) gym trainer and former Royal Marine.

It was good fun. I almost knocked him out, knocked him against the wall and he was stunned. I was in two minds about whether to see if he was alright or to just leg it in fear. He took it alright but after that he just wailed on me like no tomorrow and I got tired out fast. Had loads of glove marks over my face. Was good fun though, although I ended up injuring my shoulder cuff rotator :`(

 

[2012 Wont Happen]

Beat some people's asses at a mosh pit.

 

[freakydan]

First one I was in...I guess it was when some bully tackled me while I was walking home. I threw a few half assed punches before going into defensive mode until my friend pulled the little shit off me.

First one I started...against the same bully, I guess. He was cornering me after school and threatening me. I got scared and punched him in the face. He gave me a weird look...then I went into defensive mode until the same friend pulled the little shit off me.

I have won a few fights in my time, but those were the first ones I was in.

 

[iron codpiece]

I can't remember how old I was but I got in a fist fight with my cousin. He gave me a fat lip and I gave him a bloody nose. We both got in trouble. We were playing a pretend game and he hit me for real, not for pretend, I hit him back, it escalated.

 

[The Lawn]

Spoiler: My first one was very one sided.

This little shit was bugging me and my friends, throwing stuff at us, and generally acting like a tool.
I had enough of this, so I walked up to him and picked him up by his collar and slammed him into a wall and kindly told him to fuck off.

He then tried to punch me in the back of the head, but since he could barely reach it was more lower neck.
So I turned around and socked him in the shoulder, and he fell to the ground crying.

I found out the next day that I had broken his collar bone.

 

[Harlemura]

I pulled a guy off one of my friends, the guy then pushed me away, then a teacher came in and broke it all up.
Not exactly a fight, but it's the closest I have, and hopefully ever will, come to one.

 

[Mr. Bojangles]

5th class. This guy challenged me to a fight. I accepted cause I knew he'd back out of it.
He did.

Next day I made fun of him for it. He challenged me again. I accepted.
This time he showed up.

I kicked him in the ribs.

Then I went back to class.

My first and only physical fight.