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Considered one of the worst procrastinators, Danielle decided to write her bio later rather than sooner. Small but fierce, she is known to bout bruised and battered (especially sentimental of bruises shaped like puppies). The new foil coach is no stranger to pain and is proud of all her fencing injuries. When she is not riding a sugar-induced high, you can often find her wandering the halls of the Science building (since there is no other way to navigate that maze) in search of one more Pepsi Max to get her through the day. She is looking forward to being a coach, unless she is once again struck down by the five month cold, in which case she wishes Aaron good luck.
This stout and loquacious sabre fencer occasionally startles victims with his British accent and piratical fencing style. He is well versed in the geography of the pit which spawned the rust daemon that ate the foils. He has battled the dictator referred to as the épée coach. Neither have been seen since...
This crazed senior has been known to prowl hallways carrying his épée. He sleeps with his mask on and showers in his knickers. Beware: a pris-de-fer may ensue. Under no uncertain terms is he to be approached without proper protective gear and weapon. Aaron is also a competitive member of the USFA and an associate member of the USFCA. You can talk to him if you are interested in competitive fencing.
When equipped with such weapons as the foil, épée, and fishing rod he has been known to be dangerous to both humans and fish (and in no particular order). In addition, his occasional quotes and references to Family Guy and Monty Python should be avoided at all costs. (Yes, his name is almost the same as that of the character Christopher Robin from Winnie the Pooh.)
Cate Spaulding and Amanda, despite appearances and general—though unvoiced—suspicion, did in fact spring from two unquestionably separate mothers. After their (separate) childhoods, they met their very first evening of college (over ice cream of course) and have become inseparable ever since, thanks to the help of fencing, Poli-Sci 101, fencing, Jane Austen, fencing, and pure Fate. They room together to the great dismay of many of their neighbors, and spend large amounts of their time taking pointless walks in the wind and rain. Not the sun. Except for that one time they fenced on the beach with large sticks Up North. There was sun then.
Interested in the secretary position solely for the status of being cursed, Sarah is the only fencer short enough to comfortably live in the storage closet under the bleachers. Due to this short stature (and Aaron's instruction of 'the crotch is target area') male fencers should always wear a cup during bouts. Described as being a pocket-sized container of concentrated anger she is often heard giggling when stabbed and is easily subdued by mass attacks by other club members.
Known by many as simply “The Gengler”, this sabre fencer was once the terror of Watson’s first floor. Despite his somewhat lumberjack-like appearance and occasional black eyes from his underground fight club down by the docks, The Gengler is surprisingly mellow, unless you enter his cave without knocking...
Humorours biography coming soon!