Are you scrappy? Do you stand up and fight for yourself or cave?

I’m a doormat. Even if someone punched me in the face, I would still try to talk them out of hitting me a second time. Haha.

Depends on who it is, if its someone of importance or authority, I would just try and kepp the peace, but if its someone who isnt as important or someone I know I can push the boundries with a bit, i would defiatly fight back so they would regret insulting me in the first place :P

I stand up for myself. I am the protector of my family, as well.

@Blackberry Anybody hits you and I will so totally beat them up!

I will get verbal fairly easy, and I will get more verbal the more I feel it is needed. As for violence, I will only ever fight if attacked or defending an attacked friend. Having said that, I have been known to strike first, usually when I feel threaterned enough.

For me, it depends on the “issue.” If it’s personal, I’ll definitely scrap. If it’s something that is simply not worth fighting about, I’ll usually try to kill ‘em with kindness. Life is short—you gotta pick your battles. I’ve also found that my perception of an “insult” might be faulty. If I go into a situation expecting a fight, I’ll usually find one.

I am pretty scrappy and I fight back. Hard. I am not quick to anger and I do not pick fights, but if I am, or someone I care about, is wronged I will go to battle in a hot second. The flip side of that is that I do not hold a grudge. When a fight is over it is over. Of course once someone has betrayed me I take my lesson and move forward with that, but when I argue with someone I love, I let it go pretty quickly.

When it comes to violence, I’m a firm believer in running like hell and coming back to fight when I know I will win. I will not willingly take on any fight that matters if I’m not pretty sure I’ve won before it started.

Any fight I take on where the odds are even doesn’t matter in the larger scheme of things. Like arguments on fluther. I don’t care if I win or lose. In fact, I don’t even think of it as winning or losing.

But in the real world, I’m not prepared to lose. However, when I do, I do my best to let it go and not dwell on it. As with fluther, a lot of stuff in the real world is not nearly as important as it might seem to be. I’ve lost a lot of money making exciting but unwise decisions in the stock market. But I’ve also earned money making boring decisions. That’s a different kind of fight, of course.

It is my belief that violence is a failure of diplomacy. I have never been in a physical fight in my life. Well, maybe once—if you count throwing a rotten pear at someone and then tussling for two seconds until we were separated. I hope that says something about my diplomatic skills.

Online, as long as I think I at least sort of know what I’m talking about, I usually stick to simply explaining my point of view in a polite way. I’ve been known to get baited into being a snark-monster, though.

In “real life” I mostly just avoid confrontation and drama like the plague.

I’m quick to get verbal, I’m a pretty sassy person and I can get mean when I feel insulted. I’m not one for a physical fight, but if it really came to that, I’d defend myself as best I could. I’m not a doormat by any stretch of the imagination.

It depends. I am more likely to stand up for others than myself.

If it is just a stupid insult, I usually let it ride figuring that the hearers will get that it is about the sayer.

If someone says something wrong about me, then I will correct it.

I was a born fighter. People have never really liked me and I don’t like people! If someone gets on my bad side they can expect whatever they do to me to be thrown right back at them except in a manner in which I use strategy and skill to ensure I can’t get caught. If we are alone and no one is around depending on what they do to me they can expect physical pain but no visible injury! I can also use embarrassment or even simply creepy scary words to teach them not to mess with me. If it’s minor I just tell them to cut it out in an evil menacing voice. In my territory I’m known as a crazy antisocial demon child, but truth is I’m only like that to teach assholes a lesson and it works. Anybody that I teach never bugs me or anyone else around me, and even sometimes become my acquaintances.

I don’t run or fight, I usually freeze when it comes to standing up for myself. I don’t see why I should bother with someone who has insulted me or hit me. Most of the time, I feel like I can stand up for myself…only after some time has passed and I’ve had a chance to think about what I can say back in my defense. I almost always go blank when it comes to me. I can get heated over words and have been known to yell shit out loud, but I am trying to get that under control. I’ve been told that I look intimidating and that is probably why no one really bothered me or attacked me too much. I have been beaten up and I did not fight back at all, mostly because I am scared by and I don’t know my own strength. I knocked 2 girls out when I was a kid, just by pushing them down. Since then, I won’t touch anyone at all like that unless I have to and so far, I haven’t had to. I had that girl (sasquatch) arrested. Having her arrested felt liberating, like she would learn not to harm another person ever again. I hope it worked. When it comes to anyone else though, I am the 1st to jump all over someone’s shit. I usually have to be talked down once at that level. People try to play crazy with me, but the people who do it – have NO IDEA what crazy really is, so I school them and usually that sends them running :) No one wins when playing crazy with me, no one. I remember some male, puffy chested teenagers flipped me off, after almost ramming into me and then they threw a FULL 2 liter of Pepsi out the window at me and my car. Needless to say, when the smoke from my tires cleared, they were seen driving ACROSS several lanes of the (thankfully) dead highway and getting off on the 1st exit ramp. I am surgical in my car and I was mostly worried about them doing that to a mother, carting her kids around. I don’t play in the car.

I’m soft. Except when it comes to driving.

Well..I take the low road, try to keep the peace….until my back’s to the wall and I feel I have no other choice than to throw down.

I slaughter them, and make a necklace out of their fuckin teeth. Then I kill everyone they love, wait for the funerals to happen, and after that, I dig up the corpses and make furniture out of the bones.

Not really. I’m a wuss. When stuff like that happens, my first reaction is to find a way to be left alone. Going away or rolling with the punches until they get bored. Being evasive, like you say, or pretend I’m not bothered. (whether I am or no)
However, if pushed hard enough, I can get pretty savage myself, but this is usually something I do not decide on. It’s hard to explain, kinda comes out on its own, when I get really afraid or angry. My potty mouth can prove to be a rather intimidating tool sometimes. But it doesn’t always work, especially if your voice is trembling with the threat of the first tears lol.
On the internet it’s different, but for the most part, I try to ignore it. If I don’t, it usually escalates in a higher pile of bullshit, anyways. Sometimes it’s hard to ignore though.

As far as physical conflicts go, I run if I can. This isn’t something that’s common though, thankfully. Once I was accosted in the street, and I find that sticking your fingernails in someone’s face can be pretty effective. Then I ran like mad. :D

@Symbeline Why miss, wherever did you aquire this beautiful HR Giger Ensemble…

ROFLMAO!

I love that you do that…

I would fiercely fight to protect myself, my wife, and my two small children. I’m a very good fighter…..so don’t mess with me! But over an insult, a slight, or other wrong involving words? No, because that’d be foolish. I don’t let words bother me, because any idiot can say any stupid thing——no sense in using my fighting prowess over such idiocy. Besides, I’m very good with words, so I can cut down someone pretty quick with a verbal assault.

But if someone threatened me or my family physically, then yes, I’d fight to maim or kill.

This pretty much sums me up, to a certain extent anyway :-/
He’s a part of me anyway….. Not all of me.

The other day I chanced to meet
An angry man upon the street
A man of wrath, a man of war,
A man who truculently bore
Over his shoulder, like a lance,
A banner labelled “Tolerance.”
And when I asked him why he strode
Thus scowling down the human road,
Scowling, he answered, “I am he
Who champions total liberty
Intolerance being, ma’am, a state
No tolerant man can tolerate.
“When I meet rogues,” he cried, “who choose
To cherish oppositional views,
Lady, like this, and in this manner,
I lay about me with my banner
Till they cry mercy, ma’am.” His blows
Rained proudly on prospective foes.
Fearful, I turned and left him there
Still muttering, as he thrashed the air,
“Let the Intolerant beware!”

I’m generally a peace-keeper. I try to keep a level head, and argue with facts rather than getting snotty. It takes a lot for me to blow my top.

I am very verbally scrappy, but I don’t physically attack people. I am so stubborn, though, that I have stood toe-to-toe with full grown construction-worker-type males and gave them a piece of my mind. There have been times that I expected to get walloped by someone, but when I get that mad, people seem to back down from me. Maybe I have fire coming out of my eyes or something.