[None of the games set up are really to Gladio's standards, mostly because they feel a bit too much like children's games. So, considering he'd been told they had plenty of free reign to do or set up whatever they want, Gladio grabs a piece of paper from the sign-in table, scribbles something down on it then sets it up at an empty table.
no subject
It reads:
ARM WRESTLING
...listen, it's a game. It still counts okay??]