Hey /tg/, lemme tell you about the time I got stabbed.
Bit of background first, I'm a kickboxer and mixed martial artist, also a student. I look scrawny as fuck but because of all the combat sports I'm probably the most ripped person I know, just doesn't show.
So on to the story, basically I had been to a fuckawesome Alestorm concert, dressed as a fuckin pirate with a long coat, dress shirt, hat, cardboard sword, all that good shit. Now, in traditional pirate manner, I'm pissed as a newt on rum, so when I get seperated from my mates who I'm staying with I decide that the best idea is to take a bus back to the area the guy I'm staying with lives and walk to his house.
This area was not nice, like, for example when you went into the local papershop, all the stock is behind bulletproof glass and the guy at the counter goes and gets your stuff for you and passes it to you through a hatch once you've paid. That kinda rough. And I was about to walk through that shithole at 1 in the morning wearing a pirate outfit.
So there I was, merrily strolling through blackened streets where the lamps had all been smashed by the local kids, when I hear a scream that is distinctly female in nature. and again. Now, a sensible person would have called the police and waited for the riot vans, but I in my rum-addled state decided that no, I would dispense justice this night!
So off I sprint, off the road and into a park which was even fucking darker than the main streets, like pitch black. after a minute or so I stumble up a low hump at the edge of a football pitch and below me I see two guys, one standing and one kneeling, with the kneeling one holding a struggling girl, must've been about 14-15, prone on the ground. their intentions were clearly less than honourable.