[H3]PHYSICAL EDUCATION[/H3]
Muscled arms, rippling and shining under the light, were outstretched like the wings of an eagle, a signal of an apostle ready to address his flock. A shirtless, powerful frame, from which produced the booming voice that conveyed the principles found in the teachings of his Lord, the master of Muscle Heaven.

"[b]Kiddos, do not sexually harass your brothers and sisters on the path of physicality,[/b]" declared the man who sought to lead his flock to the correct manner. They could not be allowed to fall astray, to descend into a realm without discipline, a realm where the youthful dreamers hoping to hone themselves to the pinnacle of physical form would be unable to do so without suffering attack from those without any commitment to Muscle Heaven. The quest could not allow for such to occur. The only discomfort one of the flock should feel could only arise from themselves, from the strenuous effort that they would exert in order to achieve the strength and training held by the just. "[b]It is unacceptable to lead them astray with undisciplined, selfish molestation.[/b]"

There was no gallantry in doing so. It was simply unwarranted, no more no less. The gym was a temple of gains, and all within should be free from all difficulties as they prepared themselves for the pure journey to Muscle Heaven.

"[b]Do not do so again.[/b]"

The muscled apostle, Charles Atlas' avatar given fine form and rippling flesh, was truly serious, and his reverberating voice only served to emphasise such.

"[b]Now, semblance use must not break the rules of football. It will be allowable if it does not conflict with what is correct. If you cannot decide upon what uniforms shall divide you, I have -[/b]"

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[i]One red, one blue.[/i]

"[b]- a way to distinguish your teams. Now, when your planning is complete, I shall begin.[/b]"