The whole of muscle beach is to get ripped, right?
Walking in the gym, you signed up for a free month trial membership at the front desk with a complementary tank top with the gym's logo; a basic dumbbell picture with "P.I.V.B. Gym". Acronym for Pleasure Island Venice Beach Gym, quite the mouthful for just a murky misty white tank top. Its fitted to show off the results, if you can achieve anything visible within a month of course.
As a 1st timer at the gym, you head straight to the weight machines. Specifically, working out your pecs and bicep; "Might as start with something I can actually see some results soon-ish.", you tell yourself. Spending about an hour between machines, relaxing with new members like yourself in between sets, drinking a complementary protein fruit smoothie, and just plain checking out the vibe of the place. Seems decent and enjoyable. Nothing ordinary so far, then again this is Pleasure Island. Something, just somewhere inside this building, hidden or plain sight will have the Pleasure Island secret touch to it.
You can only hope its not too horrifying as rumors tell from the other parts of the island. For now, you find yourself pretty sweaty after working out. Some noticeable muscle growth seems appearing just slightly on your average skinny body. Something is something, can't expect the whole thing done in just a day.
Where to now? The gym is plain huge with various doors and rooms to explore. Maybe more free stuff!