A/N: Takes place three years before RWBY Vol. 1.
"Honey" Trailer
The shattered moon was at its highest point in the small town of Antumbra, meaning it was well past midnight and the city should have started slowing down for the night. But one part of the town still remained active; men and women were flocking towards Menagerie Quarter in droves. The Menagerie Quarter was a Faunus neighborhood that had been started around the end of the Faunus Rights Revolution so it wasn't uncommon to see a man with wolf ears walking down the street or a woman with a fox tail screaming at a couple of delinquents to get of her property. But tonight was different. The number of Faunus in the city had suddenly tripled for one night, and all of them were headed in the same direction.
The Faunus mass were walking into the neighborhood recreation center two at a time, briefly stopping at the entrance before entering. Standing guard at the doors like sentinals were a pair of men dressed in white and black military-styled uniforms with the mark of a savage beast and claw marks printed on their backs. Their masks were even more disturbing because they were familiar. Though they lacked the color and markings, there was a clear indication that their masks were designed to imitate those of the Grimm; that these people wanted to appear less than human. It was a sickening to think there were people who were willing to become monsters for the sake of a misguided goal.
"Next!" one of the goons called.
Another pair of Faunus stepped up in the line while the last pair walked inside. They were handed a couple of masks like the ones the guards were wearing, only smaller and thinner; just enough to cover their eyes. The Faunus put on the masks without hesitation and walked inside.
"Next!" he called again.
The last person in line stepped to the hooded pair and one of the goons held out the mask for them to take, but flinched as the person slapped the guise out of his hand and smashed it on the floor. The two thugs growled and reached for the swords strapped to their hips, but the newcomer was faster and wrapped their hands around the soldier's throat, lifting them both off the ground with ease. The soldiers looked like they were trying to call for help, but with the person's hands crushing their windpipes, the best they could do was let out a series of choked gasps.
The one holding them was a teenage woman, and very tall one at that; she easily dwarfed both grunts by a foot. Her skin was a rich shade of mocha-brown, her hair was a fluffy mess of honey-yellow that touched her shoulders, and poking through the top of her head were a pair of furry, round bear ears. She wore a dusty-brown, short-sleeved jacket with a tipped honey pot woven in yellow thread on the back, a black T-shirt underneath, a pair of khaki pants with golden steel shin guards, a crooked leather belt, and a cute animated bear charm dangling from her left pocket. Both of her arms were covered by a pair of golden steel gauntlets that reached to her elbows, both of them with stamped with black honey pot symbols on the back of the hands, and four slots opened at the knuckles.
"Sorry 'bout this," said the woman apologetically; there was a distinct drawl in her tone. "But I'm lookin' fer someone who shouldn't be here. Y'all seen a lil bear Faunus roll on by 'ere? 'Round fifteen years old, light-skinned, big round eyes, white 'air. Any o' this ringing any bells?
"Y – yeah," choked the goon in her left hand. "Someone…looking like that…came by five…minutes ago."
"Thank y'all," said the woman, smiling graciously. "And I'm real sorry 'bout this."
Before the pair of thugs had a chance to ask, the mocha-skinned pulled them together and slammed their heads; the impact sounded like cracking thunder. The bear Faunus loosened her grip and casually dropped the unconscious guards on the ground, stepped over them, and walked through the recreation center's front doors. She spotted the Faunus couple that had entered before her at the end of the hall. It looked like they were heading for the gymnasium. The tall Faunus woman followed their lead until they reached the area where everyone was meeting; she did a surprised double take when she stepped inside, letting out an impressed whistle.
There must have been well over a hundred Faunus in here, most of them the tall woman didn't even recognize in the city – they all must have come from the nearby towns, she assumed. And almost all of them were wearing those horrible Grimm masks. There were also a couple dozen of those men in the same military uniforms as the men she had knocked out at the door, most of them patrol the gym and breaking up arguments that cropped up every so often. A few of them had hoisted up a banner of their symbol at the far end of the room, where a small staging area had been built. They were getting ready to make a speech. She didn't want to stick around and listen to what these…criminals had to say. She needed to find her.
The bear Faunus waded through the crowd. It was easy to get through when you were taller than everyone else; the crowd instinctively moved out of her way with weary eyes as if afraid she would crush them under her boot. The bear Faunus craned her head over the crowd until she spotted the back of the head of a girl with shocking white hair and small round ears poking out of her head. With narrowed eyes, the bear Faunus shoved her way through the throng of indignant Faunus, reaching out and grabbing the white haired girl by the shoulder and spun her around.
The younger Faunus opened her mouth ready to yell at her until she got a better look at the person who pulled her around and promptly it her lip. She was a bear Faunus much like herself, but only came up to the older woman's chest with short, choppy hair as white as pure snow and furry white ears to match. It took a moment for the younger Faunus to realize that she was still wearing the Grimm mask and quickly pulled it off, revealing her innocent brown eyes.
"Aunt Honey," said the younger Bear Faunus timidly. "Wh – what are you doing here?"
"Pullin' your butt outta 'ere!" said Honey, snatching the younger girl's wrist. "What were y'all thinkin', Winnie? Sneakin' out after curfew and goin' to a White Fang recruitment rally? Don't y'all know how dangerous these people are?"
"The White Fang aren't dangerous," said Winnie defensively, pulling back her arm. "The White Fang are revolutionaries standing up against the evil humans that are wrongful oppressing Faunus kind. The White Fang stand for something."
"Your mama earns a decent livin' because o' those 'evil humans'," countered Honey. "When your papa died, it was a bunch o' 'evil humans' that gave her a job when they didn't have ta. And, if I remember right, aren't y'all friends with a bunch o' 'evil humans' at school?" – Winnie closed her mouth again, suddenly finding the hardwood floor to be very interesting. "The White Fang might o' stood for something once, Winnie, but now they're just a lousy group o' terrorists that want to hurt humans for some ol' grudge and make life difficult for the rest o' us Faunus tryin' ta get by."
"But – but they fight the bad people," sputtered Winnie. "Like this one boy in my class was picking on me and making fun of my ears – "
"And you think it's okay ta punish the whole world because of a few jerks?" snapped Honey. Once again, Winnie stayed silent. "Not sain' there ain't any bad humans, but there're a lot more good humans, like your buddies from school like Marine an' Jade . They always treat ya right. If y'all join the White Fang, they'd make y'all hurt your friends. Is that something y'all wanna do?"
"…no," said Winnie in a small voice.
"Then let's get y'all outta here," said Honey, taking her niece's hand again. "If we're lucky, your mama will only ground y'all until ya graduate and go ta Shade."
"I think I'd rather take my chances with a herd of Grimm," said Winnie despairingly; Honey snickered.
The taller bear Faunus started leading her niece through the crowd when the gymnasium lights suddenly died and a pair of spotlights shined onto the staging area. Out of a sense of natural curiosity, Honey and Winnie stopped and turned their heads toward the stage. A hulking mountain of a man stepped onto the stage; his footsteps echoed like mini-thunderclaps. He was dressed like any other White Fang grunt except his leg arm was branded with a black snake tattoo and his mask was clearly custom designed; the porcelain visor covered his entire face and was painted to look like an actual Grimm mask. Honey couldn't help sneering at the man as he took center stage, gesturing his arms out to the collective Faunus.
"My brothers and sisters," said the Lieutenant, "how long has it been since the White Fang rose from the ruins of the Revolution, fighting for freedom and equality, only to be pushed back down by humans? You hear stories of humans and Faunus coexisting in peace, but that is all they are, just stories. You know the truth. The humans look down on our kind, like disgusting animals. You see it in your streets, in your schools, even in your only workplaces. Humans watching you with contempt in their eyes. The old White Fang leadership wanted peace with humans through negotiations and boycotts. They thought if they could talk to humans, they could create coexistence. But there can never be peace between humans and Faunus.
"Since the new leadership had taken over two years ago, you have heard the White Fang be called criminals and terrorists. This is propaganda made by the humans. The White Fang are freedom fighters who are willing to do what is necessary to put Faunus kind in their rightful place above the humans. Some of you may have your doubts because we wear the masks of Grimm, but it is the humans who have made us this way. It is the humans who have made Faunus monsters, so we wear the faces of monsters as a symbol of our strength.
"And now it is time for you to don the masks, my brothers and sisters. Join the White Fang and free yourselves from the collars humans have forced on you. It is time to prove that you are not animals – "
"By proving 'em right?"
The White Fang Lieutenant lost his momentum as the powerful voice echoed through the gymnasium; he lowered his arms to his side and leered into the crowd. The audience had broken out in scattered murmurs and whispers, all turning in the direction of the voice. Winnie's jaw had dropped in horror as she looked up at her aunt; Honey was returning the Lieutenant's glare with her fists on her hips, showing she wasn't going to take any crap. The White Fang Lieutenant took a step forward on the stage and leaned in.
"What did you say?" he said in a threatening voice.
"You wanna prove ta the humans y'all ain't a bunch o' animal," said Honey strongly, "but y'all sure act like it, breakin' stuff and attackin' people fer no good reason other than 'cause ya wanna. Only wild animals would act like that."
"Everything the White Fang does is for the good of the Faunus," said the White Fang Lieutenant.
"Is that what y'all think; that y'all are helpin' us?" said Honey, crossing her arms with an angry glare. "Ya White Fang thugs think y'all are makin' things better fer the Faunus, but all y'all doing is givin' humans a reason ta hate us. Two years ago, humans an' Faunus got along just fine. Sure there were a few thick-'eaded bigots 'ere an' there, but there were a lot more people who treated Faunus right. Then y'all had ta go an' turn into a bunch o' terrorists 'cause o' somethin' that happened before most o' us were born. The Revolution is over; we won! Faunus are now free ta do what we want!"
"Like becoming slaves to corporate tyrants like the Schnees?" growled the White Fang Lieutenant.
"Like livin' normal lives!" retorted Honey. "But that don't matter ta ya White Fang thugs – y'all just wanna fight, and y'all will kill anyone ta get it, even Faunus. Yeah, I know all 'bout that" – she sneered at someone of the thugs surprised looks – "I 'ear 'bout Faunus that try 'ave been tryin' ta leave the White Fang. Most o' them end up dead, like ol' man Logan. The lucky ones are end up 'aving ta leave the kingdom forever. If that's y'all ways of protectin' the Faunus, then maybe we'd be better off with our 'corporate tyrants'. At least they keep us alive."
There was a sudden uproar of talk among the Faunus; all of them murmured words of fear and doubt to each other. It seemed that Honey hadn't been the only one to hear rumors of Faunus trying to leave the White Fang only to end up dead, but they had still been on the fence about it. The bear Faunus' confirmation seemed to have been the tipping point. The great majority of the assembly removed their masks and started moving out the doors in droves, pushing past the White Fang goons that were trying to keep them from leaving. When the great exodus had concluded minutes later, the only people left in the entire gymnasium were the White Fang, Honey, Winnie, and a few White Fang recruits.
The White Fang Lieutenant growled and clenched his fist; Honey could feel the anger coming off of him in waves.
"You should have kept your mouth shut," said the White Fang Lieutenant threateningly. "Kill her!"
"Winnie, hide!" yelled Honey.
She didn't need to be told twice; Winnie made a dash behind the bleachers as the White Fang goons began to surround her aunt. Though they were each armed with swords, the goons hardly seemed intimidating when their opponent was several inches taller than them. Honey thought the same think as a smug smirk crossed her face and she raised her fists in front of her.
"Gotta warn ya guys," said Honey. "I'm the best at what I do, and what I do" – snikt! Four curved blades popped out of the gauntlet slots – "is kick butt!"
The first brave White Fang goon came after her from the side swinging his swords at her head, but the bear Faunus turned and blocked the blade with her claws, following up with a knee to the goon's stomach and then a backhand across the face. Three more goons jumped over their fallen comrade and swung their swords from above. Honey covered her head with her gauntlets, stopping the swords instantly, and pushed up to throw the goons off. As the soldiers stumbled backwards, Honey lifted her leg and kicked each of them in the face in rapid succession, sending them sliding across the smooth gymnasium floor. One of the goons hit the stage with the back of his head beneath the White Fang Lieutenant, who was glaring underneath his mask.
One White Fang goons rushed in front of the bear Faunus, intentionally distracting her as another of his comrades dashed up behind her. However, Honey had already seen the attack coming; stretching out her fist out to trap the soldier's sword between her claws and kicking the man behind her in the gut, making him double over. The bear Faunus twisted her arm, snapping the sword in two, and pulled her hand to back-fist the soldier behind her while at the same time kicking the man in front in the chest, throwing them both to the ground.
As Honey resumed her stance – which was akin to a boxer's – ten more White Fang soldiers formed a small circle around her, careful not to get too close for her to strike, but also not too far apart for her to run. The White Fang were getting smarter; Honey made a joke inside her head, but that's for another time. The soldiers moved closed in on the bear Faunus together, but none of them noticed the brief glow of yellow aura that surrounded her before she jumped out of their reach. The White Fang Goon gapped at Honey, who had nearly touched the high ceiling of the gymnasium. Another glow of aura surrounded her and Honey suddenly dropped like a sack of brick, hitting the floor with her fist, sending the soldiers flying across the building into the walls and ceiling while leaving a large crater in the polished wood floor.
Honey stood up and glared at the White Fang Lieutenant across the room, who returned the stare with equal disdain. The bear Faunus took a step toward him, but was cut off by a gunshot that came within inches of her face. Honey turned to her left and quickly brought her gauntlets together in front of her face and raised her left knee so that the shin guard covered her chest as she was peppered in a shower of bullets. Some the other White Fang goons had gotten their hands on guns.
Though her guards, combined with her aura, were doing a good enough job protecting her, it was only a matter of time before her aura barrier broke and they did some real damage. The yellow glow one again surrounded her form and Honey raised her foot as high as she could reach before slamming it down with all her might. The entire gymnasium rattled; light fixtures swung violently from above; banners and equipment fell over and clattered on the floor; pieces of the polished wood floor were broken off and sent flying every which way. It was as if an earthquake had suddenly hit the building. The White Fang goons stumbled over themselves and a couple of them hugged the walls to support themselves. This was the chance Honey was hoping for.
The bear Faunus punched the air with her right fist and the four blades in her gauntlet shot out, slicing through a few of the grunt's guns with astounding accuracy. Honey punched with her left fist and the other claws sprang out to destroy the rest of the weaponry. The dark-skinned woman rushed at the soldiers while they were still scrambling to pick themselves up, jumping into the air with her legs outstretched and slamming the soles of her shoes through their masks. Another goon punched at her from the side, but Honey effortlessly caught the fist in her hand and twisted it around so that his elbow was pressing into his spine. She also side kicked the fourth man of the group into the wall, then spun around carrying the other soldier and slammed the two together, instantly knocking them out.
Clapping her hands of imaginary dust, Honey nonchalantly strode into the middle of the gymnasium. She turned to the White Fang Lieutenant with a cocky grin; she couldn't see his face, but she was betting he wasn't too happy. Honey pumped her fists; a new set of curved knives popped out of the slots of her gauntlet.
"Look like y'all are outta men," said Honey, moving into her stance. "Y'all ready to give up. Please say no."
"Heh, such arrogance," said the White Fang Lieutenant, scoffing. He took a casual step forward off the stage; the wood paneling cracked under his foot. "You should've stay home, little girl. You could have saved yourself a world of pain."
"Yeah, yeah, big talk from a big guy," said Honey. "I prefer to let ma fists do the talkin'!"
Honey grinded her foot into the ground and kicked off, shooting across the gymnasium and up to the Lieutenant before he had the chance to react. The bear Faunus clenched her fist and swung around with all her might against the side of his head. A deafening boom roared through the building with the two collided; the force of the impact shattered the high windows. For a moment, Honey felt very proud of herself. But the euphoria died off very quickly when she looked up at the lieutenant (it had become painfully apparent that he was at least half a foot taller than her). The White Fang Lieutenant's masked face slowly and ominous turned to her as the realization dawned on her. Her punch had no effect; the most it had done was tilt his head.
The Goliath of a Faunus clenched his fist for Honey to see before twisting his body around and drilling the knuckle into her stomach. All the air in Honey's lungs left her in one swoop; she could see stars. The White Fang Lieutenant carried her until her flung her off to the opposite end of the gymnasium. The bear Faunus smashed into the wooden bleachers, which crunched beneath her weight. Though her aura took the brunt of the damage, Honey still winced when she tried to sit up, moving her hand to her side. She pulled up her shirt and grimaced at the purplish-blue swelling beginning to form.
"That's gonna hurt in the morn'n," muttered Honey.
"Aunt Honey, run away!" shouted Winnie urgently from the side. "He's too tough for you!"
"Y'all talkin' crazy, Winnie!" Honey bolstered confidently, pushing herself up. "Guy just got a lucky shot it, that's all! I'll kick his butt, no problem!"
The White Fang Lieutenant marched across the gymnasium purposely slow, planning to savor the beat down, but Honey hopped down from the stand and ran to meet him halfway. The Lieutenant stretched his hand out to grab her, but the bear Faunus ducked underneath the arm and moved in close for a strong uppercut that caused the mountain man to stumble, followed up by a sharp knee strike to the gut. Though off his balance, the Lieutenant did not fall. The giant Faunus threw a punch at Honey, but the mocha-skinned woman brushed the fist over her shoulder and moved in again with an elbow strike. This time the Lieutenant was ready.
The massive man stopped the blow with his palm and wrapped his humongous fingers around her elbow, locking her in place. He then pushed down on the joint and grabbed her by the wrist with his other hand, forcing her into an arm bar. Honey winced as the Lieutenant began to apply pressure on her elbow; he was trying to snap her arm off! Out of desperation, she lifted her foot and kicked behind her, successfully kicking him in the shin. The White Fang Lieutenant grunted and Honey quickly pulled her arm away when his grip had loosened.
The bear Faunus pivoted sharply on her foot and twisted around with her right fist, nailing the hulking Faunus across the face. The Lieutenant spun around with the momentum of the punch, leaving his backside wide open. Honey jumped as high as she could as the faint yellow aura flashed around her and kicked him with both of her legs. Though he didn't go flying like she had hoped, at least the blow had managed to bring him to his knees. Honey hit the floor on her back (the wood cracked underneath her), the yellow aura flashed again, and the bear Faunus flipped back up to her feet before throwing herself onto the Lieutenant's back.
The White Fang Lieutenant growled with great fury when the smaller woman wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist like a possessive monkey. Honey was obviously attempting to strangle him unconscious, but the strength she had moments ago had suddenly vanished and the lieutenant could hardly feel any pressure. The massive Faunus stretched his arms over his shoulders as far as they could reach trying to grapple with the woman, but she was annoyingly stubborn. When his hand got too close to her head, Honey bit his thumb. She bit him! The Lieutenant roared in both ache and fury.
His temper had reached its limits. The Lieutenant finally reached over and grabbed Honey by her hair, tugging at it so hard that it threatened to rip her by the roots until she finally let go. He flung the shorter woman over in a high arc and slammed her down to the ground at his feet, keeping a firm grip on her hairline. Honey let out an audible gulp as she stared up at the masked Faunus. He looked so pissed.
"Uh…Winnie, I think there might be a little problem!" yelled Honey panicking.
"A Little problem?" repeated Winnie flabbergasted.
The Lieutenant pulled Honey up by her hair, making her wince from the sharp pain in her skull, turned her around to where she was staring at the floor, and smashed her face-first into the wooden paneling. He lifted her head up, only to slam it down a second time. Then a third. Then a fourth. Finally he pulled her up to full height before slamming his knee into her stomach, knocking the wind out of her again. And then, still pulling at her by her hair, pivoted on his heel and launched the bear Faunus over his shoulder and flung her to the gymnasium's high ceiling. Honey bounced off the roof and crash landed onto the stage, smashing through the elevated platform.
Honey groaned as she lay amid the wreckage of wood and nails, finding it difficult to keep her eyes open and black out. She had very little time to recover as the White Fang Lieutenant jumped into the air (he got surprisingly high) and started falling in her direction. The bear Faunus rolled out of the way before the goliath-sized man could crush her skull beneath her boots. Honey sprung back up and attempted a sharp roundhouse kick, but the Lieutenant caught her by the leg, lifted her over his head in a high arc, and then slammed her back down on her back. He let go of her leg soon after, but then kicked the dark-skinned woman on the stomach, sending her sliding across the gymnasium floor into the stone wall on the far side.
This was bad, Honey thought, weakly pulling herself up using the wall for support. She could feel it; her aura was running dangerously low. Just one good hit would break her aura shielding and then she'd be a dead Faunus. The bear Faunus flopped on her back against the wall, panting, her heart running a hundred miles a minute, as she looked tiredly at the White Fang Lieutenant, who was marching threateningly towards her. This was a bad situation. And what does she do during a bad situation: make it worse!
"Is…is that all ya got…punk?" Honey spat. The Lieutenant grabbed her by the collar. "Oh dear."
The White Fang Lieutenant lifted her off the ground with ease, holding her above her head with one hand wrapped tightly around her neck and the other grappling her leg.
"You spoke out against your own cause and ruined our rally," said the White Fang Lieutenant dangerously. "Such an act would warrant death. But death would only end your agony and silence your shame. Instead, I will simply break you. Snap your spine in two so that you may live the rest of your live in pain and fear."
"Not if…not if I…break you first," said Honey defiantly.
"Foolish little girl," said the White Fang Lieutenant mockingly. "What could you possibly – Wha…what are…you…GAH!"
Without the Lieutenant's notice, the yellow aura flared around her body, much stronger than it had ever been previously; it was like a beacon of light in the dark building. And as Honey's aura grew stronger and stronger, the White Fang Lieutenant started to become noticeably uncomfortable. His arms were shaking, sweat was dripping underneath his mask, and his legs looked like they were about to buckle at any moment. Despite his strength, he seemed to struggle keeping Honey suspended over his head until –
CRACK!
The noise carried through the gymnasium like a gunshot; The White Fang Lieutenant roared like a wounded animal. His left arm fell limp at his side ad dropped Honey on the floor at his feet. The bear Faunus not only cracked through the wooden floor when she landed, but also left an imprint in the cement underneath. The aura around Honey soon settled and the dark-skinned woman pushed herself up by her elbows, wincing and holding her side. The White Fang Lieutenant hovered over her with his right arm tenderly clutching the left by the elbow; the limb was swaying pathetically beside him.
Honey and the White Fang Lieutenant shared heated glared. The mountain-sized mountain didn't look like he was going to take this embarrassment sitting down. He reached out his massive hand ready to choke the life out of the woman when he froze. He heard something, and soon enough, Honey heard it too: sirens. Someone must have finally called the police. The White Fang Lieutenant glared at the high windows at the red and blue light flashing through, then turned to Honey and said:
"Pray that we do not meet again. Or I will not be so generous."
And with that final threat, the White Fang Lieutenant tackled his way through the back doors and disappeared into the night.
Honey let out a breath she didn't know she had been holding. The bear Faunus put a lot of effort in as she tried to stand back up, but just as she started to stand on her feet, her knees finally gave out and started falling forward. Thankfully, she never hit the floor. Winnie had rushed from her hiding place to her aunt's side, lifting one of the taller woman's arms over her shoulder for support.
"I gotcha, Aunt Honey," said Winnie.
"Thanks, Winnie," said Honey graciously. "That guy nailed me good. It's amazing I'm still alive, ta be 'onest."
"Aunt Honey, I'm…I'm sorry," said Winnie remorsefully; her ears dropped a little. "It's all my fault. If I hadn't come here, you wouldn't have had to chase me and you wouldn't have gotten hurt."
"Then a lot o' Faunus woulda been forced ta joinin' instead," said Honey. "I'm sorta glad I came 'ere. Someone needed ta talk some sense inta them. An' I 'ope ya learned yer lesson, Winnie. Don't go balmin' everyone so somethin' 'cause of a few stupid people."
"Yeah, I got it," said Winnie, nodding.
"Well, good," said Honey. "Now let's git on outta 'ere. Maybe on the way 'ome, we can stop by that burger place ya like so much."
"Wow, that's great, Aunt Honey," said Winnie cheerfully.
"'Cause that's the last meal yer gonna 'ave till graduation," said Honey with a mischievous smirk.
"Should've seen that one coming," said Winnie, hanging her head in defeat.
STRATOS
HONEY
Remnant Bio-Card
Name: Honey Malaya
Age: 17
Kingdom of Origin: Vacuo
Occupation: Shade Academy Student
Team: Team SHDO
Partner: Stella Stratos
Relatives: Winnie (Niece), (Unnamed Sister)
Semblance: Weight
- Can freely alter the weight of the subject ranging between one pound to three thousand pounds.
- Adding weight increases strength, but lowers mobility.
- Losing weight increases speed, but lowers endurance.
Weapon: Keris Hari
- Tempered steel gauntlets with hidden knife mechanism.
- Knives can be launched as projectiles
Characteristics:
- Despite possessing boxing style weapons, subject's preferred method of combat is kickboxing
- Subject consumes four thousand calories of food per day.
- Ironically, subject is allergic to honey.