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ROUND 1 ROUND
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ROUND 3 COMBATANTS
FIGHT CLUB 2020-2021
THE RETURN OF FIGHT CLUB
The Fight Just Got Fightier.
About
The Return of Fight Club is a GOG community event created and
written by Doc0075
as part of his generous video games giveaway. There are 90 participants, each
providing a character with their special powers and weaknesses. Combatants face
each other and winners progress to the next round.
A reminder of the rules
Doc will roll two 6 sided dice for each combatant, if you score 1 or 2 more than your opponent you will land a successful hit. If you score 3 or more than your opponent, you will land a knockout blow. If you receive 3 minor hits in a row, your next dice roll will be penalised by -1.
Regarding the portraits of the fighters
The character portraits are made by matterbandit. He wanted to share this
disclaimer:
"When I first thought of this idea to provide colorful portraits of all the
fighters, I was solely motivated by fun. :) My intention was never to dictate or
impose my vision of what the fighters should look like: only those who created
their characters truly know what their fighters look like!! So I asked myself,
how can I contribute portraits without offending anyone's feelings? My solution:
I created Bethany, the necrophage artist and deliberately made her blind as a
bat! :P With eyes ripped out of her sockets, she can never truly know what the
fighters actually look like. All of her portraits are inaccurate depictions.
Nothing but vague interpretations. In essence, she paints what she smells and
what she feels and what she tastes and what she hears."
ROUND 1
DAY 1 - Aug. 05, 2022
Currently playing outside the beach bar:
click here.
A tall robed figure
A hushed silence falls across the arena as a tall robed figure steps out from the shadows. A smile of pure malice spreads across his face, unseen by the eager crowd.
"Welcome my... guests to the return of Fight Club, the contest to see who is the ultimate warrior the cosmos has to offer! Hopefully it will be something more impressive than a yappy little dog this time.
To start the tournament entering through the left gate will be (38) Chatterbox, an entity of the subconscious. His(?) foe entering through the right gate is (45) Shiny, a giant toilet brush with a tiny brain."
The robed figure sighs while rubbing his temples before turning back to the crowd to announce "Let the fighting begin!"
The crowd's roars of excitement soon turn to confusion, before outright panic takes over as thousands of Valkyrie swoop down and lift the various aliens of the audience into the air.
The canvas is disposed of as the arena transforms itself into a giant bathroom, complete with toilet, sink and the mother of all baths. The Valkyrie return the now relieved audience to their seats once the transformation is complete.
Fight 1 -
(38) Chatterbox vs
(45) Shiny
vs

* Dice Roll 1 *


(38) Chatterbox rolls 6


(45) Shiny rolls 6
Shiny flops his way into the arena, flipping himself over repeatedly in order to move. He doesn't know where his opponent is but he is overwhelmed with joy at his surroundings.
Chatterbox feels himself being pulled in all directions by the multitude of beings in the crowd only to be blocked from entering their minds by a psychic barrier. He finds himself being funnelled towards a giant toilet brush of all things.
The crowd are getting restless, unsure of exactly what is happening in the arena.
** Dice Roll 2 *


(38) Chatterbox rolls 9


(45) Shiny rolls 8
Chatterbox takes up residence in Shiny's mind and finds his surroundings rather cramped. As the toilet brush new subconscious, he senses the fear of whirlpools and starts influencing the brush to head towards the giant toilet.
* * Dice Roll 3 *


(38) Chatterbox rolls 8


(45) Shiny rolls 3
Shiny flips itself up and into the toilet, admiring just how clean it is. His subconscious starts nagging him that there may be fecal matter hidden under the rim and he should give it a flush just in case.
Not being bright enough to realise the precariousness of his situation, Shiny duly obliges. Panic takes over as his newly found subconscious deserts him and he finds himself being sucked down and around the u-bend of the toilet by a whirlpool of water.
Chatterbox leaves the arena as the victor as a bemused crowd looks on.
Shiny appears in a beachside bar, wringing wet. There is a band playing outside.
Fight 2 -
(85) Laser Lad vs
(41) Elemental Battle Golem
vs

"Next to enter are (85) Laser Lad through the left gate, a human from the future
with the power to use light for devastating purposes.
His opponent is (41) Elemental Battle Golem courtesy of the right gate, a
powerful construct from Tulla, City of Mages,"
Again the Valkyrie swoop down to lift the crowd as the arena reconfigures
itself. The arena is now flat but also completely dark barring the areas around
six tall columns which have powerful lights atop them.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(85) Laser Lad rolls 5


(41) Elemental Battle Golem rolls 8
Laser Lad hurries to one of the pillars, not comfortable in the otherwise dark
surroundings. He sees a tall and imposing golem come stomping into the arena.
Looking at the bright light above him, Laser Lad feels his confidence return. He
draws power from the lights on top of all six columns and focuses them into a
powerful beam that he directs at the golem.
Elemental Battle Golem is rocked back on his heels as the beam hits him. He
feels his body absorb the attack, then with an almighty roar he sends the beams
back to their sources, shattering the lights and leaving the arena in total
darkness.
Laser Lad cowers as the mighty golem stomps over to his huddled form before
promptly sitting on him and squishing the human into a pulp.
Elemental Battle Golem leaves with a big grin on his face as the crowd goes
wild.
Laser Lad finds himself in a well lit Fair Dinkum's Watering Hole by the beach.
Fight 3 -
(81) Rude Rooster vs
(34) Natura
vs

"Through the left gate we have (81) Rude Rooster, an overweight bird who I swear
just flipped me off!
Entering through the right gate comes (34) Natura, an amorphous entity from god
knows where."
The Valkyrie return as the arena is transformed into a giant barnyard complete
with dive bar in one corner.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(81) Rude Rooster rolls 4


(34) Natura rolls 5
The fat chicken walks forward, swearing and spitting at the crowd as he goes.
Natura approaches, morphing into a good natured caricature of his opponent as he
does.
This riles Rude Rooster no end.
* Dice Roll 2 *


(81) Rude Rooster rolls 10


(34) Natura rolls 6
Rude Rooster feels his legendarily bad temper rising and lets out a high pitched
scream at his smiling mirror image opponent.
Natura absorbs the attack on his shield of love but seeing the burning desire to
win in the roosters eyes, the entity uses his "Good luck my friend!" ability to
give up the fight and wish the best in future fights to Rude Rooster.
Rude Rooster struts out of the arena ignoring the boos as he goes.
Natura is outside a bar on the beach listening to the music.
DAY 2 - Aug. 06, 2022
Currently playing outside the beach bar:
click here.
Fight 4 -
(29) Gunvald vs
(35) P-AE00FF
vs

"On day 2 our first combatant is (29) Gunvald, a brave Viking warrior here to
restore his family's honour. His opponent is (35) P-AE00FF, a sentient alien
lifeform that is a living shade of purple dependant upon light to exist."
The arena rearranges itself into a rugged, icy landscape. The three suns rays of
light bounce blindingly off the tundra.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(29) Gunvald rolls 4


(35) P-AE00FF rolls 7
Gunvald enters with a grim determination etched on his face, banging his axe
against his shield to intimidate any who would face him.
P-AE00FF, always curious, scouts the arena. The suns bright rays pass through
the purple shade causing it to unwittingly emit a radiation burst that fries an
unfortunate Valkyrie who is struggling to return a bulky alien to its seat.
At the sound of a scream from above, Gunvald looks up to see a two ton bulky
mass descending towards him at speed.
"By Odin's beard..." he grumbles just as the alien monstrosity lands squashing
him into the ground.
P-AE00FF leaves the arena to explore some more.
Gunvald is in a beach bar vowing that one day his family shall land a blow in
the accursed Fight Club arena.
A shadowy figure grumbles about contestants vaporising his beloved Valkyries.
Fight 5 -
(37) Radaggarb the Unclean vs
(22) Colonel Ben K'Neill
vs

"From the left comes (37) Radaggarb the Unclean, a being so filthy and obnoxious
that an entire race of Nostriloctopuses committed suicide to be free of his
unbearable odour.
Opposing is (22) Colonel Ben K'Neill a cocky but brilliant military leader, not
to be confused with an equally cocky but far less capable Captain Zapp Brannigan
who he shares an uncanny physical resemblance too."
The arena clunks and clangs as it transforms itself into a rubbish dump.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(37) Radaggarb the Unclean rolls 8


(22) Colonel Ben K'Neill rolls 11
The hulking Radaggarb takes great pleasure from the projectile vomiting from the
crowd as he makes his way towards the centre of the arena. He flashes a grin to
show off his vile black teeth.
With a peg placed firmly on his nose, Colonel Ben K'Neill taunts his adversary.
"The key to victory is the element of surprise. Surprise!" he yells before
lobbing a bar of soap at his startled opponent.
"Your face has been declared a weapon of mass disgusting!"
As the smell starts to become unbearable Ben yells into his radio "Call me
cocky, but if there’s an alien out there, I can’t kill. I haven’t met him and
killed him yet. But I can’t go in alone. That’s why I’m ordering every available
ship to report for duty. Anyone without a ship should secure a weapon and fire
soapy water at my coordinates now!"
Dozens of ships appear above the arena to blast Radaggarb the Unclean with
gallons of scented water, causing him to dissolve into a puddle of murky gunk
with a pained scream.
Colonel Ben K'Neill teleports out of the arena to rapturous applause.
Radaggarb the Unclean is chilling by the dumpsters round the back of a beach bar
while listening to a cod sing.
Fight 6 -
(73) Lady Mindy vs
(50) Fighting for Dummies
vs

"Next up we have (73) Lady Mindy, a powerful psychic. Opposing is (50) Fighting
for Dummies, an evil book that enslaves the brave but dim who read it."
The arena transforms into a giant library with a crystal ball in the middle.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(73) Lady Mindy rolls 5


(50) Fighting for Dummies rolls 9
Lady Mindy makes her way towards the crystal ball thinking to use it to enhance
her powers. As she approaches, a book on the ground flips open with an evil
cackling sound to a page with three unfortunate beings on it.
These beings take form in the library as two humans and one ogre, all with
glazed expressions on their faces.
Lady Mindy quickly enters the minds of the two humans, looking to modify them to
break free from the accursed book and fight on her side. She yells exultantly as
she succeeds only to remember the Ogre at the last second as it looms large over
her.
"Sorry purty lady" slurs the behemoth with its club raised high "but me smash
now" - WHUMP!
(50) Fighting for Dummies cackles evilly as he is carried out of the arena by
his ensorcelled Ogre slave.
(73) Lady Mindy is in Fair Dinkum's Watering Hole doing a reading for a giant
toilet brush.
DAY 3 - Aug. 07, 2022
Fight 7 -
(3) 1H1K-EZ9000 vs
(49) Coral
vs

"First to enter the arena is (3) 1H1K-EZ9000, robotic space warship swooping down
from the sky. Opposing is (49) Coral, a Siren with a devastating voice."
The arenas mechanisms crank into motion and it turns into a lake with a metallic
island in the middle.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(3) 1H1K-EZ9000 rolls 3


(49) Coral rolls 10
Having just returned from annihilating the inhabitants of the Tadpole Galaxy,
1H1K-EZ9000 feels confident about dealing with another aquatic foe.
Coral has other ideas having been told of the ships weakness by a Tadpole
survivor, swimming around the island she launches her attack with a powerful
rendition of one of the worst songs known to mankind:
click here to listen.
The autotune combined with the screeching voice are too much for 1H1K-EZ9000 who
is helpless as his circuits fry causing a catastrophic system failure.
(49) Coral smiles at the sight of several members of the crowd collapsed with
bleeding eardrums as she swims out of the arena.
(3) 1H1K-EZ9000 is parked up by a beach bar where the music is more to his
liking.
Fight 8 -
(27) Tanya vs
(42) Human Cannonball
vs

"Through the left gate comes (27) Tanya, a tall and lanky fluteress much loved by
nature. Pushing a large canon into the arena from the right is (42) Human
Cannonball."
The arena is transformed into lush grassland lined with oak trees.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(27) Tanya rolls 7


(42) Human Cannonball rolls 8
Tanya smiles and brings her flute up to her red lips. Hurriedly, Human
Cannonball lights the fuse on his cannon and climbs inside. Without much time to
aim properly he is fired towards his opponent, landing a glancing blow to knock
her off balance.
Puffing, Human Cannonball runs back to his canon.
* Dice Roll 2 *


(27) Tanya rolls 3


(42) Human Cannonball rolls 7
Tanya quickly brings her flute back to her mouth calling on the trees to protect
her. Branches stretch in front of her to form a barricade.
Human Cannonball stuffs extra gun powder into the cannon and straightens his
helmet. With a grin he fires out straight at Tanya, smashing through her
protection to send her flying clear of the arena.
(42) Human Cannonball bows repeatedly to the crowd, milking the applause before
dragging his cannon back out the gate.
(27) Tanya is sat at the bar ignoring a Viking complaining about the injustice
of the tournament.
Fight 9 -
(14) Lift Racy vs
(52) Tilapia
vs

"I give you (14) Lift Racy, the fastest forklift truck in existence! His opponent
is (52) Tilapia a fishy denizen of Cthulhu."
The arena transforms into a lake crisscrossed by multiple roads.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(14) Lift Racy rolls 5


(52) Tilapia rolls 6
Lift Racy races back and forth across the roads showing how fast he is. As he
races ahead a large eel is thrown into his path from the lake causing him to
brake and almost crash into the water.
* Dice Roll 2*


(14) Lift Racy rolls 8


(52) Tilapia rolls 9
Lift Racy looks to see a buff Tilapia staring at him from the waters surface.
The fish then speeds over to the road edge and with unnatural strength, he
starts shaking the concrete structure almost toppling the forklift into the
lake.
* Dice Roll 3 *


(14) Lift Racy rolls 6


(52) Tilapia rolls 7
Tilapia summons a sharknado which chases the forklift up and down the road. It
takes all of Lift Racy's driving skills to keep clear of the whirling doom.
Having been hit with three minor blows, (14) Lift Racy receives - 1 to his next
dice throw.
* Dice Roll 4 *


(14) Lift Racy rolls 12 - 1 = 11


(52) Tilapia rolls 6
Getting fed-up with being pushed around by a fish, Lift Racy speeds out of the
arena to a nearby warehouse. He races back with his four prongs loaded with
crates full of tangelos.
He launches these at the now panic stricken fish. Tilapia screams for Cthulhu to
save him before going into cardiac arrest as the citrus fruit bobs all around
him.
(14) Lift Racy zooms up and down the road in celebration before leaving the
arena.
(52) Tilapia is in the ocean trying to persuade a cod and some blue whales to
help him summon his God.
DAY 4 - Aug. 08, 2022
The band plays:
click here
Fight 10 -
(23) Rolf the Mutated Hedgehog vs
(75) Gologomir Vitalis The Squad Killer
vs

"On the left we have (23) Rolf the Mutated Hedgehog, the little guy with
spaghetti in place of his quills. Opposite is (75) Gologomir Vitalis The Squad
Killer, a brutal and tough Vesk Mercenary. Looks a bit of a mismatch this one."
The arena transforms itself into an Italian restaurant much to Gologomir's
confusion.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(23) Rolf the Mutated Hedgehog rolls 4


(75) Gologomir Vitalis The Squad Killer rolls 5
Rolf tries to blend in with the pasta dishes scattered about the place only to
let out a little 'eep' as a laser battle axe swishes overhead taking some of his
spaghetti with it.
* Dice Roll 2 *


(23) Rolf the Mutated Hedgehog rolls 2


(75) Gologomir Vitalis The Squad Killer rolls 6
Rolf makes a run for it but is scooped up between two thick slices of bread.
"I like my spaghetti to be meaty" is the last thing Rolf hears as mighty jaws
close around his head.
Gologomir smacks his lips appreciatively as he exits the arena.
Rolf is at the bar and heaves a sigh of relief after checking that his head is
where it should be.
Fight 11 -
(44) Rolly vs
(11) Julia
vs

"That is (44) Rolly you see wobbling his way in. He is of mixed rock/ jelly
heritage. His opponent, the imposing (11) Julia who is the protege of the purple
monkey that bested Rolly's father in the previous Fight Club. This is a real
grudge match."
* Dice Roll 1 *


(44) Rolly rolls 10


(11) Julia rolls 4
Julia practises her Drunken Monkey Kung Fu, confident of besting her gelatinous
opponent. A familiar smell wafts her way causing a painful longing to form in
her stomach.
Rolly smiles as he emits the aroma of mandarin oranges and watches it draw
closer the unwitting human.
"This is for you dad" he whispers to himself as Julia is entrapped in his now
solidified slime trail.
"Monkeys suck!" Rolly shouts as his right hand takes the form of a frying pan
and he proceeds to batter Julia around the head.
Rolly leaves the arena with his chest puffed out with pride at having restored
his family honour.
Julia is in the beach bar nursing a stonking headache.
Fight 12 -
(19) Glanan Nightheart vs
(60) Wild Tornado
vs

The shadowy figure raises his hands ready to smite the Dwarf entering through
the left gate until he realises it is not the same one that has pursued him
across the cosmos.
"On your left we have (19) Glanan Nightheart, stubborn, sturdy and greedy as all
Dwarves are. From the right comes (60) Wild Tornado, a wizard who had best rid
me of yet another bothersome Dwarf or he may find himself vacationing in my
dungeon rather than the beach bar."
The arena takes the form of a cave.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(19) Glanan Nightheart rolls 8


(60) Wild Tornado rolls 9
Wild Tornado wiggles his fingers behind his back to conjure the illusion of a
leprechaun which races across the arena in front of the Dwarf.
Glanan startled, stops scratching the wart on the end of his large nose and
chases after it. "Get back here and give me yer pot of gold before I wring yer
bloody neck!" he shouts. "I got ya now!" he jumps for the little Irish fairy
only for it to disappear and he instead jumps head first into the cave wall.
* Dice Roll 2 *


(19) Glanan Nightheart rolls 5


(60) Wild Tornado rolls 10
Wild Tornado transforms himself into wind and also casts illusions of pots of
gold with laughing leprechauns by them all around the cave.
With the legendary stubbornness of the Dwarven race, Glanan races for the
nearest pot of gold hooting and hollering as he goes. As he gets closes the
wizard/wind picks him up and throws him into the wall with all his might.
Glanan shakes his head and immediately starts running for the next pot of gold
only to have the same thing happen again.
This happens for the next two hours until the stubborn Dwarf is finally knocked
unconscious. Wild Tornado resumes his human form, panting and completely
exhausted from his efforts.
Wild Tornado staggers out of the arena glad to have not angered the shadowy
figure.
Glanan Nightheart is at the bar, determined to find the real pot of gold is.
DAY 5 - Aug. 09, 2022
The band plays:
click here
Fight 13 -
(7) Marge the Mega Mini Cleaner vs
(51) fiery Marble8
vs

"Trundling into the arena from the left is, (7) Marge the Mega Mini Cleaner the
giant mini cleaner truck. Throwing himself in from the right is (51) fiery
Marble8, a marble coloured d20 dice with an attitude."
The arena transforms into a road laden dining table.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(7) Marge the Mega Mini Cleaner rolls 3


(51) fiery Marble8 rolls 3
Marge heads towards Marble8 with her brushes going like the clappers. The Dice
rolls himself scoring a 15 and causing the road to bend back upon itself in
front of the Mini Cleaner, sending her back the way she came.
* Dice Roll 2 *


(7) Marge the Mega Mini Cleaner rolls 10


(51) fiery Marble8 rolls 4
Marge honks her horn and speeds towards the dice again. Marble8 rolls himself to
only score a lowly 4. Cursing he finds himself stuck in a pile of eraser
shavings only to be swept up and dumped over the edge of the table by the
honking truck.
Marge the Mega Mini Cleaner transforms into a robot and stomps out of the arena.
fiery Marble8 is running a betting ring at the beach bar.
Fight 14 -
(83) Scott Arnold vs
(67) Jumberlack
vs

"Returning to fight club we have (83) Scott Arnold, a tall bank manager with the
ability of ‘event negation’. If he doesn't train me in the way of his power, he
will have to negate his own long and painful death.
Opposing is (67) Jumberlack, a former lumberjack turned firefighter."
The arena transforms into a forest with a quaint cottage in the middle.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(83) Scott Arnold rolls 11


(67) Jumberlack rolls 6
Jumberlack strides towards his opponent, axe in hand and confident smile on his
face.
Scott studies his foe and with great concentration traces back time to the
moment when Jumberlack turned his back on chopping trees and chose to fight
fires instead.
He sees Jumberlack with his pants down in the woods, answering the call of
nature. Sneaking up behind is a mama bear with two cubs in tow, a branch clasped
between her paws. What happens next is too horrible to describe but at least it
explains the way he walks now.
Scott uses his ‘event negation’ power to remove the bears from the incident,
instead replacing them with a fluffy bunny that snuggles up to Jumberlack's leg.
As such Jumberlack never changes profession to become a fire fighter and never
feels the need to enter fight club.
Scott Arnold leaves the arena while warily watching the shadows.
Jumberlack is in a bar with a puzzled expression on his face and surrounded by a
weird assortment of characters.
Fight 15 -
(79) Triock Ulagolor vs
(77) Gigantic Wolf
vs

"That is (79) Triock Ulagolor whistling an elvish tune to himself entering from
the left. An Elven Paladin and renowned dungeoneer. The howling you hear is from
(77) Gigantic Wolf, entering through the right gate. I don't remember there
being so many Werewolves in the audience."
The arena again takes the form of a forest.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(79) Triock Ulagolor rolls 6


(77) Gigantic Wolf rolls 7
Triock draws his legendary sword Riarwirn and faces the canine opposite. A
Werewolf under the mental command of Gigantic Wolf jumps from the crowd and
slashes Triock across the back.
* Dice Roll 2 *


(79) Triock Ulagolor rolls 8


(77) Gigantic Wolf rolls 5
As more Werewolves emerge from the crowd and Gigantic Wolf advances, salivating,
Triock starts to sing an ancient elvish charm song. Dozens of Valkyrie swoop
down from the sky to pluck up the werewolves and deposit them in a nearby
volcano.
Gigantic Wolf watches them go with puzzlement before turning an accusatory look
towards the shadowy ringmaster, who merely shrugs in response.
While the wolf is distracted, Triock Ulagolor strides forward to bring his fiery
sword down upon the beasts neck, severing the head.
Triock Ulagolor leaves the arena while blowing kisses to his winged helpers. The
Shadowy figure is not happy with this and contemplates castrating the cocky Elf
with his own sword.
Gigantic Wolf is curled up in front of the fire in the beach bar.
DAY 6 - Aug. 10, 2022
Playing is:
click here
Portraits of the fighters commissioned
matterbandit shared these news:
"Bethany, the friendly neighbourhood necrophage (she dislikes
the term "water hag"), has been commissioned by the Fight Club Museum
to paint portraits of this year's brave arena fighters.
"Her eyes have been ripped out of her sockets in a vicious battle that took place
many moons ago in this very arena. Surprisingly, her blindness has not hindered
her art. In fact, it has given her paintings a peculiar abstract quality.
"Lurking in the shadows, just outside of the arena, Bethany
would scour the wind for clues as her mind's eye conjured up images of those in
battle. Clues, like the sound of teeth hitting the ground or the smell of fear
evapourating from sweat. Every now and then, blood from the arena would splatter
her way and Bethany was quick to taste this sacred offering, as
it too provided her with precious clues.
"As the battles raged on, Bethany grew wild with inspiration!
Slowly, but surely, her paintings began to emerge..."
PORTRAITS PAINTED: (38) Chatterbox -
(45) Shiny -
(85) Laser
Lad - (41) Elemental Battle Golem
*** LATER ***
"Truth is Bethany was lagging behind, but she had no desire to
rush her art. It was important to her that each fighter be given the greatest
attention to detail. It was Bethany's way of honouring their
courage. Thankfully, she received no pressure from the folk at the Fight
Club Museum to paint faster. Even her fellow appreciators of the visual
arts, such as VRincent-van-GOG, knew the importance of keeping
a pace that remained true to one's art. Bethany's paint brushes
continued to dance to the sound of pounding heartbeats from the arena..."
PORTRAITS PAINTED: (81) Rude Rooster -
(34) Natura -
(29)
Gunvald - (35) P-AE00FF
Fight 16 -
(13) Glenfiddich McCadbury vs
(61) an encyclopedia
vs

"(13) Glenfiddich McCadbury is wearing a fetching bright yellow raincoat.
Opposite, laying on the ground, is (61) an encyclopedia. Looking around the
arena, I doubt that most of you even know what that is."
The arena takes on a plain, concrete form.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(13) Glenfiddich McCadbury rolls 6


(61) an encyclopedia rolls 6
Glenfiddich belches fire as he circles the book, unsure what to make of it. The
encyclopedia lies there being all book like.
* Dice Roll 2 *


(13) Glenfiddich McCadbury rolls 3


(61) an encyclopedia rolls 6
Glenfiddich looks around the arena but when he turns back to an encyclopedia, it
is gone. He spots a bookshelf stood in a corner that he doesn't remember seeing
before. He approaches cautiously, stroking the fine oak frame.
Suddenly, from atop the bookshelf tumbles an encyclopedia to strike Glenfiddich
in the head and split it like a melon, splattering blood all down his raincoat.
Glenfiddich McCadbury is sat at the bar, drinking scotch like its nobodies
business.
An encyclopedia leaves the arena by... flipping itself over and over? Bouncing?
Flying, hell, I don't know how a book is supposed to move!
Fight 17 -
(26) Borellus de Castres vs
(8) Lenny The Backup Superhero
vs

"On the left we have (26) Borellus de Castres, a brilliant french alchemist with
a penchant for summoning homunculus.
On the right is (8) Lenny The Backup Superhero, cape fluttering in the wind."
Several lawyers take out their notebooks and watch Lenny like hawks.
The arena changes to a downtown street scene.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(26) Borellus de Castres rolls 7


(8) Lenny The Backup Superhero rolls 3
Lenny, deciding a super villain is needed more than a superhero, runs into a
nearby phonebooth and spins around rapidly before emerging as - Ricky Spanish!
Flick knife in hand and evil grin on face, Lenny bears down on the Frenchman.
Borellus decides to fight fire with fire and summons the king of all homunculus,
Rogu as Rogu Spanish!
Rogu leaps onto Ricky's (Lenny) back and promptly slits his throat before
declaring very slowly - "Rogu the daddy now!"
For those who don't get the Ricky Spanish/ Rogu Spanish reference -
click here
Borellus de Castres leaves the arena with Rogu waddling by his side.
Lenny The Backup Superhero is in the bar chatting to Batman on his phone.
Fight 18 -
(17) Mors the Plaguebearer vs
(66) Nightwave
vs

"I notice a lot of you in the audience scratching frantically. You can thank (17)
Mors the Plaguebearer, giant rat and his many fleas for that. His foe is the
metahuman, (66) Nightwave, poisonous lasso in hand."
The arena transforms into a sewer.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(17) Mors the Plaguebearer rolls 5


(66) Nightwave rolls 4
As the human advances while spinning his lasso in the air, Mors summons a plague
of locusts to knock him of balance. As a bonus, the locusts proof to be a
further nuisance to the crowd, even devouring several plant based lifeforms.
* Dice Roll 2 *


(17) Mors the Plaguebearer rolls 10


(66) Nightwave rolls 3
Getting annoyed with the harassment of his paying patrons, the shadowy
ringmaster summons a hail storm to drive off the locust swarm.
Nightwave wails "Nooooooo" as the ice storm befuddles his senses allowing the
giant rat to bear him down and end the fight.
The shadowy figure looks a bit sheepish as he says a quiet "whoops".
(17) Mors the Plaguebearer scurries out of the arena.
(66) Nightwave is ordering a drink at the bar, hold the ice.
More portraits
As reported by matterbandit:
"Bethany stood seamlessly between the Present and the Past.
"With empty eye sockets, she faced the present-day battles of Day 6. Her
nostrils picked up the musky scent of an aged encyclopedia. Her ears perked at
the gargling sound of a throat being slit. Her mouth relished in the juices of
crunchy locusts.
"And yet, while Bethany devoured the now, her hands and the
paint brushes they clutched, were reconstructing the Past: the remainder of the
brave souls of the battles of Day 2..."
PORTRAITS PAINTED: (37) Radaggarb the Unclean -
(22) Colonel
Ben K'Neill - (73) Lady Mindy -
(50) Fighting for Dummies
DAY 7 - Aug. 11, 2022
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Fight 19 -
(62) Skeletinio vs
(4) Gerald of Red Deer
vs

"That is (62) Skeletinio running into the arena in his yellow and green jersey. A
short skeleton who thought he was signing up to a football match, there is a
mysterious floating ball next to him.
Entering from the right is (4) Gerald of Red Deer, one of the surprise successes
of the last fight club. A saltwater fisherman who has never actually gone
fishing in his life."
The arena transforms into a football pitch with a lake cutting through the
middle of it.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(62) Skeletinio rolls 10


(4) Gerald of Red Deer rolls 7
Gerald gingerly crosses a wooden bridge over the lake, nervously eyeing the fish
swimming in it. He approaches the skeleton that is currently playing keepy-uppy
with a football.
"Pardon me buddy, but you look like a hoser to be on the pogey in that shirt.
What are you all aboot anyway, eh?"
Skeletinio replies without looking up "Well I don't know what any of that means
but have you heard the story about the 'Hand of God'?"
The Canadian looks at him in puzzlement, fishing rod in his grasp.
"Lets relive the moment!" Skeletinio says excitedly. "I'll cross the ball and
you punch it into the goal which definitely, 100% is not cheating, ok?"
Skeletinio kicks the ball with ferocity at the confused Canadian who looks on
with a blank expression as the ball smacks him in the side of the head and
knocks him back into the lake.
Gerald surfaces with a fish in his mouth and clutches at his throat as it swells
up. All the while Skeletinio runs around the arena with his shirt pulled over
his head while shouting "Goooaaaalllllllllllll..." as the crowd goes wild.
Skeletinio exits the way he entered.
Gerald of Red Deer is outside a beach bar trying to muster the courage to take
his fishing rod to the ocean.
Fight 20 -
(72) Faux-Spoilerman vs
(53) Sinister
vs

"That is (72) Faux-Spoilerman entering through the left gate. I don't know what
he whispered to that excited little alien in the wheelchair but he's bawling his
eyes out now. This guy loves to spoil things for people so if you are looking
forward to something, keep well away from him.
Opposing is (53) Sinister, the kickboxer with four (left) feet and no hands."
The arena changes to a movie theatre complete with big screen showing the latest
Alien Rocky movie.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(72) Faux-Spoilerman rolls 7


(53) Sinister rolls 8
Faux-Spoilerman laughs "I just told that alien kid what sucky present his
parents have got him for his birthday. Was I telling the truth or not? Who
cares, his day is ruined!"
Sinister tears his eyes from the movie just long enough to give Faux a dig in
the ribs, leaving him breathless and putting an end to his annoying laughter.
* Dice Roll 2 *


(72) Faux-Spoilerman rolls 9


(53) Sinister rolls 10
Faux gasps for breath and glares at his opponent. "Boy, you're really excited to
see this film aren't you? Well let me tell you..." before he can finish what he
has to say, Sinister delivers a kick to the mouth leaving Faux-Spoilerman bloody
and minus a couple of teeth.
* Dice Roll 3 *


(72) Faux-Spoilerman rolls 7


(53) Sinister rolls 5
Now annoyed, Faux-Spoilerman blurts out "the operation you have booked to
replace two of your feet with normal hands will go horribly wrong, giving you
crabs claws instead!"
Sinister looks at him with a shocked expression on his face.
Faux-Spoilerman smiles to himself knowing the truth.
* Dice Roll 4 *


(72) Faux-Spoilerman rolls 9


(53) Sinister rolls 4
(72) Faux-Spoilerman sensing it is time to strike and noticing that the whole
crowd are watching the movie rather than him, shouts for everyone to hear how
the universes most hotly anticipated film ends.
"Alien Rocky at the ripe old age of 348 hangs up his gloves just before he is
due to fight Clubfooted Lang to reunite all the Universes belts. Instead he
becomes a lollypop man and helps school kids cross the road safely. The end."
Faux smiles at the audible groan from the audience. Boos sound out as rotten
fruit descends in the master spoiler-mans direction.
He looks to Sinister who has his head held between two of his feet looking
distraught.
"I've waited years to see this film and that's how it ends?" he wails.
Sinister slumps to the ground and curls up into a ball.
Faux-Spoilerman strolls out of the arena ignoring the boos and vulgar language
hurled his way.
Sinister is at the bar psyching himself up for his operation next week.
Fight 21 -
(21) Bernard Rumpelstiltskin vs
(63) The Scrivener
vs

"The young looking human entering from the left is (21) Bernard Rumpelstiltskin
and is actually 113 years old. That's mages for you. From the right comes (63)
The Scrivener. What do you mean you can't see it? Oh yeah, he is an invisible
shapeshifter."
The arena takes the form of the tavern that Bernard left without paying his tab.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(21) Bernard Rumpelstiltskin rolls 6


(63) The Scrivener rolls 7
Not liking his surroundings, Bernard sends a lightening bolt in the direction he
heard movement. The Scrivener transforms into a mirror, becoming visible in
doing so, and sends the bolt back to whence it came.
Bernard's magic armour absorbs most of the electricity but his hair stands on
end.
* Dice Roll 2 *


(21) Bernard Rumpelstiltskin rolls 10


(63) The Scrivener rolls 6
Bernard uses his magic to mould the shapeshifter into his own likeness. The
Scrivener fights against it with all his will knowing that his body cannot cope
with taking a human form.
The act tears The Scrivener apart who dissolves into nothing.
Bernard Rumpelstiltskin exits the arena hurriedly just in case the innkeeper
turns up looking for his money.
The Scrivener is in the beach bar having taken the form of a chair. He is
hopping no-one too heavy sits on him.
DAY 8 - Aug. 12, 2022
The band plays on:
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Fight 22 -
(69) Soichiro Honda vs
(64) Bouncy boi
vs

"That is (69) Soichiro Honda racing in on his sentient motorcycle called Agro.
He is known for being favoured by lady luck, which is just as well as he is as
dumb as a cowbell.
Your eyes do not deceive you, that really is a grinning disco ball that just
entered the arena called (64) Bouncy boi. He comes with his own funky
soundtrack."
The arena turns into a disco but with puddles scattered across its surface.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(69) Soichiro Honda rolls 10


(64) Bouncy boi rolls 5
Bouncy boi boings his way towards his anime opponent as the arena gets down to
(Shake, Shake, Shake) Shake Your Booty by KC & The Sunshine Band.
Soichiro, lacking the IQ to not be overpowered by the music, starts dancing
along clumsily, paying no attention to his foe.
Bouncy boi opens his mouth Pacman style ready for an easy chomp when Agro the
motorcycle comes racing in, billowing smoke towards the Disco fiend.
Being unable to see, Bouncy boi accidentally bounces into a puddle which turns
out to be a portal. He reappears in a land where funk and disco are banned and
the only music that is permitted is Heavy Metal.
Soichiro swears he can hear an anguished wailing coming from the puddle in front
of him.
Soichiro Honda leaves on his trusty bike.
Bouncy boi has the beach bar bouncing to his funky tunes.
Fight 23 -
(48) Shroomy vs
(6) Lucy
vs

"Sat in the middle of the arena is the hideous (48) Shroomy, a mutated and
genetically-weaponized Bleeding Tooth fungus. No, I have no idea how he got
there either.
If you strain your eyes you may be able to see his opponent, (6) Lucy who is a
fat louse with more intelligence than she should have. Something about her fills
me with anger so that I just have to lash out!"
The shadowy figure blasts a section of the crowd with a disintegration ray,
killing hundreds of spectators.
He clears his throat "Ahem, anyway back to the fight."
The arena transforms into a clearing in woodland.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(48) Shroomy rolls 6


(6) Lucy rolls 8
Lucy climbs up the side of Shroomy, her lengthy stay in a magic resistant
Dwarves grubby beard protecting her from any ill effects.
She has been travelling for a long time and is feeling a bit peckish. She
munches a little hole in the side of the mushroom much to its panic.
* Dice Roll 2 *


(48) Shroomy rolls 3


(6) Lucy rolls 5
Shroomy releases his spores desperate to stay alive. The fat little louse
ignores these and continues to tuck into her delicious meal, inviting some
nearby caterpillars to join in.
* Dice Roll 3 *


(48) Shroomy rolls 9


(6) Lucy rolls 5
Some of the spores reach the shadowy ringmaster filling him with strange
feelings towards the gross mushroom.
He teleports down to the arena floor and plucks Lucy up before having a good
long sniff of her.
"You are from that blasted Dwarf that hunts me!" he yells.
Lucy squeaks in a terrified voice that she is just trying to get home to him.
The shadowy figure grins "Oh, you miss your fat, stupid Dwarf do you? I think I
can help with that!"
Og'rialt appears out of thin air with a thump as he lands on the ground. "What
in tarnations...?" he stammers.
"YOU!" He shouts spotting his long time nemesis "Hold still while I grab me
ax... och, what in all of hell is that smell?"
He pats his face in a panic "Where has my mighty, bulbous nose gone to you
cur!?"
The shadowy figure laughs and looks down at Lucy "Why don't you go help him find
it" he says before clicking his fingers.
Lucy appears tangled up in Og'rialt's nasal hair and screams from the nauseous
smell that assaults her. She looks down from her vantage point to find that the
Dwarves nose has been relocated to just above his hairy butt crack.
In a panic she telepathically lets Og'rialt know where both she and his nose
are.
They both take it in turns to vomit until passing out.
The shadowy figure laughs and returns to his alcove.
Shroomy leaves the arena even though no-one actually sees him move.
Og'rialt is at the bar having had his nose surgically reattached to his face.
Lucy is cuddled up in his beard, content to finally be home.
Fight 24 -
(9) Yorzmart Trussme vs
(40) The Dark Horseman
vs

"The Elf you see entering while impeccably dressed is (9) Yorzmart Trussme,
never barter with him as he could sell you your own Grandmother.
If you look hard through the mist you will see (40) The Dark Horseman in black
armour and atop his trusty stead."
The arena transforms into a muddy field.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(9) Yorzmart Trussme rolls 4


(40) The Dark Horseman rolls 7
Yorzmart looks around and starts to panic at his surroundings. The Dark Horseman
decides to have some fun and gets his horse to run round and round his opponent,
kicking up mud as it goes.
Yorzmart Trussme is beside himself with fear and revulsion as his fine elven
clothes are spattered beyond recognition with muck and grime. He is left a
quivering wreck as The Dark Horseman stands astride his mount, laughing.
The Dark Horseman trots out of the arena.
Yorzmart Trussme is sat at the bar, freshly bathed and with brand new clothes
on. He could swear that the chair he is sat upon just chuckled to itself.
DAY 9 - Aug. 13, 2022
The band plays:
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New portraits
matterbandit reports:
"With nostrils dilated, Bethany sniffed the wind for more clues. The air told
her that the arena was caked in dry blood. It also brought to her attention that
she was standing on dirt tainted with splattered paint. Bethany thought to
herself: "Was there more blood than paint spilled on these sacred fighting
grounds, or was it the other way around?" Such questions distracted her mind
with momentary amusements, before she'd redirect her energy to her painting
frenzy..."
PORTRAITS PAINTED: (3) 1H1K-EZ9000 -
(49) Coral -
(27) Tanya -
(42) Human Cannonball
Fight 25 -
(1) VRincent-van-GOG vs
(68) Neptun
vs

"Clanking in on your left is (1) VRincent-van-GOG, he really brings his art to
life. We are graced with the presence of a God in (68) Neptun, who has turned
into a bit of a prankster in his old age."
The arena takes the form of a ferry in choppy waters.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(1) VRincent-van-GOG rolls 8


(68) Neptun rolls 7
Neptun summons two Trolls, one on either side of VRincent. The robotic artist
plops some clay onto the ship deck and within seconds has sculpted Geralt of
Rivia who comes to life. With a quick blast of Igni both Trolls are reduced to
smouldering husks and the Witcher returns to the clay he was made from.
* Dice Roll 2 *


(1) VRincent-van-GOG rolls 6


(68) Neptun rolls 8
Neptun offers VRincent-van-GOG some popping candy for robots. The artist
gratefully accepts the gift and pours it into his mouth not spotting the stick
of dynamite that the prankster has hidden in its midst.
VRincent's head is blasted clear of his body to go spinning round and land back
on his shoulders facing the wrong way.
* Dice Roll 3 *


(1) VRincent-van-GOG rolls 5


(68) Neptun rolls 8
Chortling to himself as he watches the artist trying to create while not being
able to see what he is doing, Neptun summons his favourite Water Hag (although
she does not like to be referred to as one).
Bethany stands sniffing the air. Her head jerks in VRincent-van-GOG direction
and she smiles. She licks the now trembling robots face and say "Ah, a fellow
artist. I have just the place for you!".
Cackling loudly she places a large canvas on the deck and with a wave of her
hands VRincent-van-GOG is gone and instead an artistic interpretation of him is
all that remains.
Neptun swims out of the arena.
VRincent-van-GOG is adding some culture to a beach bar.
Fight 26 -
(84) The Backlog vs
(74) Rose The Untamed
vs

"I'm not sure how to describe the entity that is (84) The Backlog on your left.
He has been here mere minutes yet seems to have grown in size.
That mewing sound is (74) Rose The Untamed, highly strung and irritable little
cat. I think I know what pooped in my shoe now."
The arena transforms into a comfortable bedroom.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(84) The Backlog rolls 9


(74) Rose The Untamed rolls 8
Rose lies on a warm laptop on a desk near where her opponent is. Without
actually doing anything, The Backlog increases in size crushing the laptop and
knocking the cat to the floor with an angry hiss.
* Dice Roll 2 *


(84) The Backlog rolls 5


(74) Rose The Untamed rolls 8
Now feeling super miffed, Rose lets out a string of mewing noises. Thousands of
kittens come racing into the arena each with their own laptop.
The army of little cats start playing and completing games at record speed. Each
time a game is completed The Backlog becomes a little bit smaller, much to its
puzzlement.
Within minutes The Backlog is no more and the arena is covered in cat poo.
Rose The Untamed pounces her way out of the arena.
The Backlog is outside the beach bar relishing how much open space there is for
him to fill.
Fight 27 -
(24) Neo Cat vs
(39) Connie the Office Barbarian
vs

"No sooner have I had the arena cleaned of all its cat poo (the Valkyrie are not
happy) than look who we have on the left, another cat! (24) Neo Cat is an
android so hopefully he isn't as messy.
Opposing is another robot (39) Connie the Office Barbarian, a time traveller
bitten by a radioactive Excel sheet who now has mathematical superpowers."
The arena transforms into an office.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(24) Neo Cat rolls 3


(39) Connie the Office Barbarian rolls 2
Connie eyes the cat warily, her brain running thousands of statistical
calculations to work out the best way to beat it.
As Neo came racing toward her, sharp metal claws poised for rending, Connie
calculates the exact time and place to be at to dispose of robo-kitty swiftly.
She time-travels to the spot but failed to take into consideration a loose bit
of string on the floor which Neo has seen, causing him to stop abruptly and trip
up the barbarian.
Connie face-plants into a nearby desk.
* Dice Roll 2 *


(24) Neo Cat rolls 7


(39) Connie the Office Barbarian rolls 8
Connie flips over and starts blasting with her laser rifle, calculating wear the
cat will be with each blast. This would work against any normal foe but Neo has
the fastest reflexes known to man and just about stays ahead of the game.
The cat is driven into a corner though.
* Dice Roll 3 *


(24) Neo Cat rolls 9


(39) Connie the Office Barbarian rolls 5
With an angry purr, Neo uses his ultimate ability summoning a yarn ball from the
sky big enough to fill the whole arena.
Screams ring out as the the yarn ball not only crushes Connie but also most of
the spectators.
The shadowy figure surveys the wreckage, tapping his chin. "With most of the
crowd now, ahem, departed I can sell tickets to an entirely new crowd of mugs.
Spectators. Well done psycho robot cat thing."
Neo Cat leaves the flattened arena feeling pleased with himself.
Connie the Office Barbarian is at the bar using her powers to cheat at roulette.
DAY 10 - Aug. 15, 2022
The band plays on:
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New portraits
matterbandit reports:
"Bethany had made a promise to herself that she would
never interfere with the fighters in the arena. Yet, how could she resist the
magnetic attraction that pulled all artists towards a creative collision course?
She and VRincent-van-GOG were meant to mingle, impulsively and
instinctively."
"Just as she left the arena to reach for her canvases, she sensed a presence
nearby that sent chills throughout her necrophage flesh. Bethany
was blind, there's no doubt about that fact, but she knew what a shadow smelled
like. And this shadowly figure made her very afraid, for it was
this dark ringmaster that had ripped her eyes from her sockets
many moons ago!"
"Bethany tried to contain her fear, but her fingers trembled
ever so slightly as she revealed her latest portraits..."
PORTRAITS PAINTED: (1) VRincent-van-GOG -
(14) Lift Racy -
(52)
Tilapia - (23) Rolf the Mutated Hedgehog -
(75) Gologomir Vitalis The Squad
Killer
*** LATER ***
"Perhaps it was to ease her nerves and rid her mind of that close encounter with
the shadowy figure, that Bethany decided to dive into her art
in a manic fit. Her arms and paint brushes moved with such fury and passion, if
one looked at her from a distance, she looked more like an octopus than a
necrophage swamp dweller. As expected, when an artist pulls a tantrum, more art
emerges from the chaos..."
PORTRAITS PAINTED: (44) Rolly -
(11) Julia -
(19) Glanan
Nightheart - (60) Wild Tornado
Fight 28 -
(58) The Circus vs
(15) Louise the Lobster
vs

"You may be thinking where our first combatant is, well look around!" A series
of gasps arise from the crowd as they notice the circus tent that is (58) The
Circus enveloping them.
"Entering from the right comes the beast from the east, the red menace, the...
oh so tasty" drools "Ahem (15) Louise the Lobster!"
The arena tries to change form but is prevented by The Circus.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(58) The Circus rolls 4


(15) Louise the Lobster rolls 9
The Circus sends its minions in to attack - the clowns prepare a tub full of
steaming hot butter, the acrobats flying overhead, the strongman and bearded
lady both advancing menacingly.
Louise takes it all in with her beady little eyes. She strains and the dark line
that runs through her explodes into action, sending forth millions of little
baby lobsters, their little claws clacking sounding like maracas of doom!
The teeny tiny terrors snip through the ropes on the trapeze sending the
acrobats tumbling to the ground. They puncture the tub full of butter smothering
the clowns in it instead. They destroy the clothes of the strongman and bearded
lady causing them to slink away as the crowd laughs.
Most devastating of all, their little claws get to shredding the canvas of the
circus tent, bringing the whole thing down.
The shadowy figure muses "That's a shame, I would have liked to have seen The
Circus vs Human Cannonball in a fight. Plus I have a craving for buttered
lobster right now."
Louise the Lobster races away from the hungry eyes of the shadowy overlord on
her tiny legs.
The Circus has enveloped the beach bar and is entertaining its patrons.
Fight 29 -
(70) Sri Sri vs
(80) Joe
vs

"The calming of your psyche is probably down to the rotund human entering from
the left (70) Sri Sri. Why a spiritual leader is dressed in the finest silk
robes and has a large, golden dollar sign hanging from his neck I don't know.
Entering from the right comes (80) Joe, a wannabe superhero. What makes him
special is beyond me, he looks like he should be working in a factory making
buttons or something."
The arena takes on the form of a temple.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(70) Sri Sri rolls 10


(80) Joe rolls 4
Joe starts doing fake karate moves and performing clumsy forward rolls like his
hero - 96 year old, 22 stone Steven Seagal.
Sri Sri says in a calm whisper "Young Joe-son, I see great potential in you. All
you need is to have faith in your abilities to be the superhero that your
persona deserves. Also you need one of these rare, karma-laden amulets that I am
selling only to those who are most worthy."
"For a mighty being such as yourself there is no charge, merely sign this
disclaimer absolving me of any responsibility should heroics lead you to any
harm, which they won't of course."
Joe approaches the cross-legged figure and while squinting tries to read the
microscopic writing on the piece of paper.
"I can't make out what it says... life insurance? Hmm..."
Sri Sri reassures the factory worker/ superhero "Worry not my friend, what would
a world renowned spiritual leader need with your earthly possessions? Check my
Youtube channel (be sure to click like and donate to my patreon while there) to
see just how genuine I am."
Joe signs the paper, plops the amulet over his head and puffs out his chest.
"Time for this superhero to put paid to the superest villain of them all!
He runs up the stairs to where the shadowy figure is stood and whales on him
relentlessly.
The shadowy figure sighs, touches Joe's forehead with one bony finger and
watches the misguided human disintegrate into a pile of ash.
With another sigh he says "Next!".
(70) Sri Sri floats out of the arena, still cross-legged.
(80) Joe has a cape on and is running around the beach bar while going
"Whooooosh!".
Fight 30 -
(25) Aqua vs
(59) A1 Cap-1
vs

"The slender, anime loving female on your left is (25) Aqua. Be careful not to
compare her to any lame goddess, I made that mistake and my toilet hasn't
flushed properly since. Seriously, I apologised, can you make the water go down
the u-bend like it is supposed to and not out of the toilet and over my head
please?"
"From the right comes a little blue eyed boy (59) A1 Cap-1 holding a formidable
weapon in the form of an atomic era styled handgun."
The arena takes the form of the sea with a desert island in the middle.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(25) Aqua rolls 8


(59) A1 Cap-1 rolls 4
While surfing a wave around the desert island Aqua hears a young voice call out
"Aren't you the Goddess Konosuba? You're the bestest and I have your posters on
my bedroom wall!"
A1 Cap-1 realises his mistake when the watery figure comes racing towards him
with a furious scowl on her face.
Looking around the island, A1 uses his guns gravitational power to fire several
coconuts at Aqua but her watery form merely parts to allow the objects to pass
on through.
Spotting the potential power of the little boys gun, she summons an airborne
whirlpool that sweeps him up and brushing pass the startled shadowy figure,
deposits him into an equally shadowy toilet.
"Oh, this could be fun" chortles the devious overlord as he flushes the toilet
over and over to watch the child get thrown into the air along with the dirty
water.
Aqua speeds out of the arena while cursing all lame Gods.
A1 Cap-1 is sitting at a table at the beach bar, his little legs hanging over
his chair while he is entertained by a couple of buttery clowns.
DAY 11 - Aug. 17, 2022
The band plays:
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New paintings
matterbandit reports:
Fatigue began to suffocate Bethany's soul. The sight of her slaving away at her
easel was tragically funny: there she barely stood, an artist, locked in a chain
of production so that she may cover the prestigious walls of the Fight Club
Museum with portraits that look nothing like their fighters. She could hear the
gods mocking her. Or was that laughter coming from the shadowy figure?
A sudden wave of alien symbols showered upon Bethany. Dingbats and other magical
shapes. She could not see them, but she could feel their magic uplifting her
mind. She immediately recognized its source. Bethany turned her head to face the
crowd on the other side of the arena. She smiled at Natura.
Natura, who had the gift of sight, smiled back at her and much to his surprise,
his eyes caught sight of something that was not there: ghost tears trickling
down Bethany's cheeks from her empty sockets...
PORTRAITS PAINTED: (7) Marge the Mega Mini Cleaner -
(51) fiery
Marble8 - (83) Scott Arnold -
(67) Jumberlack
Fight 31 -
(18) Qeesamander vs
(57) Rock
vs

"Hopping into the arena is (18) Qeesamander, a giant frog with an identity
crisis. Opposing is, well there's a bloody great rock over there, that would be
(57) Rock.
The arena turns into a swamp.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(18) Qeesamander rolls 4


(57) Rock rolls 5
Qeesamander is happy in his current environment as he ponders his past and
whether he even has a future. He leaps through the air only for his trailing leg
to clip a large rock that someone inconsiderately left lying around. He tumbles
head first into a tree stump.
* Dice Roll 2 *


(18) Qeesamander rolls 6


(57) Rock rolls 10
Qeesamander approaches the inanimate object looking to learn of his past. He
goes into a trance as he stares at Rock failing to notice it disappear.
Coming to his senses, the frog looks around but there is no sign of his foe.
With a feeling of dread, he looks up to see Rock ten feet above him.
"How the..." mumbles Qeesamander before gravity does the rest and there is a
large splat covering the swamp in frog ichor.
Rock leaves the arena although no-one actually sees him move.
Qeesamander is at the beach bar keeping the place free of flies.
Fight 32 -
(54) 0101100101 - Flying Binary code vs
(43) Kath Hannah
vs

"Flying through the air and selling your personal details to faceless
corporations comes (54) 0101100101 - Flying Binary code. With the unenviable
task of besting it is (43) Kath Hannah, a sometimes clumsy female ninja with
psychic abilities."
The arena takes the form of an office.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(54) 0101100101 - Flying Binary code rolls 9


(43) Kath Hannah rolls 3
Kath reaches for her sunglasses but yawns as she does, dropping and smashing
them. Both her mind and the air around her are invaded by adverts targeted to
her browsing history.
Most prominent among these is one for the adult website 'big boy go poop'
featuring grown men in nappies soiling themselves and doing bum-slides around a
room as a woman dressed as a nanny looks on, admonishing them for being bad
babies.
As the arena crowd bursts out laughing, Kath splutters that she only clicked on
that website by mistake the one time. Panicking, she tries to teleport out but
instead reappears face first into the arena wall.
0101100101 flies out of the arena.
Kath Hannah is at the bar drinking having deleted her browser history.
Fight 33 -
(47) Ryzhik vs
(20) The Fiery Assassin
vs

"Entering from the left is (47) Ryzhik, a talking red cat. From the right comes
the sultry (20) The Fiery Assassin, a forest nymph who is a bit of a party
animal."
The arena take the form of a wooded glade.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(47) Ryzhik rolls 8


(20) The Fiery Assassin rolls 7
Ryzhik runs around the nymph to keep her off balance while avoiding her toxic
axe. All the while he bombards her with compliments about her supernatural
beauty.
The Fiery Assassin is both flattered and frustrated by the red moggy's actions.
* Dice Roll 2 *


(47) Ryzhik rolls 9


(20) The Fiery Assassin rolls 8
Ryzhik jumps onto the nymphs back and purrs "My dear, how I wish I was human so
I could steal a kiss from such a sumptuous beauty. Alas, I am a teeny, tiny
kitty and as such shall settle for licking your fair skin."
The Fiery Assassin recoils in horror from the little cats tongue what with water
in any form being her great weakness.
* Dice Roll 3 *


(47) Ryzhik rolls 6


(20) The Fiery Assassin rolls 9
The nymph creates multiple duplicates of herself, each dangling a piece of
string. Ryzhik's cat instincts take over and he runs from one nymph to another
over and over again, excitedly trying to bat the hanging string.
Eventually he puffs himself out and curls up to sleep, exhausted.
The Fiery Assassin sashays out of the arena, more than a few audience members
gazing after her longingly.
Ryzhik is in the beach bar playing with a twine ball.
DAY 12 - Aug. 18, 2022
The band plays:
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Fight 34 -
(2) Catpain Petcool aka Patcool vs
(31) Katmeleonpus
vs

"The contestant on the left (2) Catpain Petcool looks familiar to me, only less
cool than I remember. He is an anthropomorphic cat who can't be trusted with
firearms as he doesn't know one end from the other.
Opposing is (31) Katmeleonpus, the unholy mixture of Siamese cat, octopus and
chameleon.
The cat to dog ratio in this years fight club is way out of whack."
The arena changes into a giant cat litter tray with weapon racks around the
sides.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(2) Catpain Petcool rolls 4


(31) Katmeleonpus rolls 9
Lacking the cool car of his brother-in-law, Petcool strides forward towards the
hybrid creature.
Katmeleonpus hisses and spits ink into Petcool's already squinting eyes. Finding
his bowl haircut deeply offensive, she reaches six tentacles into the nearby
weapon racks and pulls out a bunch of loaded rocket launchers.
Petcool stumbles into the cat/octopus/chameleon thing and wrestles a gun from
her.
"Aha!" he exclaims "Aventarge me!" says the dyslexic cat. Struggling to see
through the ink he wonders why his gun is so heavy. Using both hands he just
about has the strength to point it at his foe.
His eyes clearing he is greeted by the sight of Katmeleonpus, red in colour,
pointing five rocket launchers at him.
"Oh bogger" he says resignedly.
Katmeleonpus replies with a simple "meow" before firing all five weapons leaving
just a pair of smoking paws where Catpain Petcool once stood.
Katmeleonpus races out of the arena after using the oversized litter tray for
what it is meant to be used.
Catpain Petcool is juggling knives at the bar as everyone keeps their distance.
Fight 35 -
(36) TinyA vs
(71) Bronze Catman
vs

"Racing in faster than the eye can follow is (36) TinyA, an atom wearing red
boxing gloves. Facing him is (71) Bronze Catman, another cat being but this one
with superpowers rather than a bad haircut and speech impediment.
God, another damn cat! Can you all stop soiling my arena please?"
The arena transforms into a dimly lit room.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(36) TinyA rolls 6


(71) Bronze Catman rolls 8
TinyA starts speeding towards his opponent making sure not to look at the ground
in case his shadow is there waiting to steal his soul.
Bronze Catman pops some unnamed sweets into his mouth before creating a steel
shield out of thin air that TinyA runs into with a loud clang.
* Dice Roll 2 *


(36) TinyA rolls 7


(71) Bronze Catman rolls 6
Shaking his little head, TinyA races around the shield and starts to pummel the
tall cat as his red boxing gloves are a blur to the spectators eyes.
* Dice Roll 3 *


(36) TinyA rolls 5


(71) Bronze Catman rolls 12
Dazed from his beating, Bronze Catman spits out the sweets he was chewing on.
TinyA squeals in horror as jelly beans, the devils own sweets, fall all around
him.
Overcome with panic, TinyA looks for an escape route only to turn and come face
to face with his shadow.
The nefarious shadow grins before reaching into TinyA's chest and ripping out
his soul, consuming it to the sound of shadowy smacking lips.
TinyA falls to the ground motionless as a bemused Bronze Catman looks on.
Bronze Catman saunters out of the arena.
TinyA is seated at the bar, thankful to the shadowy ringmaster for recovering
his soul for him (although terrified of the ringmasters very nature).
Fight 36 -
(32) Shield Lady vs
(55) Ranzar
vs

"Walking in with not one but two shields on her arms is (32) Shield Lady. Her
armour is emblazoned with little shields, as are her actual shields. Yep, this
lady really loves her shields.
Slinking in to face her is (55) Ranzar, a sneaky goblin who is skilled with the
bow."
The arena transforms into a muddy hill.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(32) Shield Lady rolls 4


(55) Ranzar rolls 5
Ranzar approaches while snivelling "Please Miss warrior lady, me's no threat to
yous, me is humble servant."
Seeing her drop her guard, the green one quickly looses an arrow that Shield
Lady barely gets her shield up in time to block.
Checking that there is no real damage to her precious shield, she glowers at the
goblin.
* Dice Roll 2 *


(32) Shield Lady rolls 6


(55) Ranzar rolls 2
Ranzar drops to his belly and begs for mercy as the mighty warrior charges at
him. Shield Lady roars with rage and takes a shield in each hand before smashing
them together again and again with the Goblins head in between.
She stops when her favoured weapons are covered with what little brains Ranzar
had.
Shield Lady strolls out of the arena, clanging her shields together as she goes.
Ranzar is at the bar causing mischief as only a goblin can.
DAY 13 - Aug. 19, 2022
The band plays:
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Fight 37 -
(76) The Rider Who Wears A Mask vs
(12) Muskito
vs

"Riding in on his dirtbike is (76) The Rider Who Wears A Mask. He has watched
the film Antman so many times that he has been adopted by the Aculeata alien
race to join their fight against the Vespoids.
That annoying buzz you hear from the right is (12) Muskito, the worlds smartest
mosquito who is multi-lingual and militarily trained. He is also very small and
should he decide to snack upon my person, I shall squish him between my finger
and thumb. SQUISH HIM UNTIL HE IS DEAD!"
The arena turns into a muddy bike trail.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(76) The Rider Who Wears A Mask rolls 5


(12) Muskito rolls 5
The Rider revs his bike, Vespoid or mosquito, is there much difference? Death to
both he thinks to himself.
Muskito adjusts his tiny custom made helmet and prepares for battle confident in
the secret military made disease he is carrying.
Both rush towards each other but the dirtbike kicks up so much dust that they
completely miss.
* Dice Roll 2 *


(76) The Rider Who Wears A Mask rolls 2


(12) Muskito rolls 7
The Rider calls forth six large mecha ants feeling confident in a quick victory.
He yelps as he feels something bite him on the hand and looks down to see a
mozzy retreating to a safe distance. A small voice calls out "you are the
perfect subject to test out my new disease."
The Rider doesn't feel any different but notices a silver streak running under
the skin on his arms. More alarmingly he has lost telepathic control of the
mecha ants who are all staring at him intently.
The ants quickly close and their powerful mandibles make short work of The Rider
Who Wears A Mask and his dirtbike.
Muskito yells (very quietly) "Victory is mine!" as he flies out of the arena.
The Rider Who Wears A Mask is at the bar with a fly swatter in each hand.
Fight 38 -
(82) Unit 14QN9 vs
(33) Smartlock aka Pattrick
vs

"Clanking into the arena is (82) Unit 14QN9, a Giant Robotic Space Scorpion of
Doom (albeit, a refurbished and somewhat faulty unit).
To fight him we have the human Smartlock aka Pattrick who is a chess
Grandmaster. He is looking rather squishy next to the giant scorpion."
The arena takes the form of a spaceship loading bay.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(82) Unit 14QN9 rolls 8


(33) Smartlock aka Pattrick rolls 7
Patrick refuses to panic and his brain starts whirring trying to figure out how
to use his surroundings to beat his opponent.
Unit 14QN9 is disappointed that the organic being in front of him isn't
screaming and soiling itself, a sight he was looking forward to beholding.
In anger he starts firing plasma bolts from his tail stinger. Patrick stops
thinking for the moment and instead relies on his agility to dive repeatedly out
of the way of certain death.
* Dice Roll 2 *


(82) Unit 14QN9 rolls 8


(33) Smartlock aka Pattrick rolls 2
Patrick assesses his foe and what potential weakness he may have. Looking around
he notices a crane with a large magnet and smiles at his own cleverness. While
being self satisfied the giant scorpion simply grabs the distracted human in its
pincers and with a quick snip, ends the fight.
Unit 14QN9 stomps out of the arena making sure to steer clear of the magnet.
Pattrick is in the bar feeling downcast. With surprise he looks down at his feet
to see that a brown satchel has appeared there. Opening it he sees that it is
full of human cash, enough to pay for his fathers treatment several times over.
Patrick buys everyone in the bar a drink but asks a masked rider to kindly stop
hitting him with a fly swatter.
Fight 39 -
(10) Vasily vs
(28) Bear Airport
vs

"That roar you heard is the vodka drinking bear (10) Vasily entering from the
left. More roaring from the right? That is (28) Bear Airport, a bear that is
also an airport (duh).
I honestly never noticed this match up until just now."
The arena is now a campsite by a lake.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(10) Vasily rolls 9


(28) Bear Airport rolls 7
The two bears size each other up warily. Vasily starts trashing the camp site
having smelt salmon. In doing so he unearths several picnic baskets. Bear
Airport who had been ready to attack loses all focus and instead gorges himself
on the picnic food. Several flights are redirected to alternative airports.
* Dice Roll 2 *


(10) Vasily rolls 9


(28) Bear Airport rolls 5
Vasily grabs Bear Airport in a bear hug from behind while he is stuffing his
face. The hug causes Bear Airport to lose any interest in fighting.
Vasily turns suddenly to the crowd and with a roar, goes charging in. Much
panicked screaming later Vasily returns to sit by the lake and share an evil
scientist he just mutilated with his new pal, Bear Airport.
Vasily walks tall and proud out of the arena.
Bear Airport is sleeping off too much food by the beach bar.
DAY 14 - Aug. 20, 2022
The band plays:
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New portraits
matterbandit reports:
"Is that a swamp I smell?" Bethany's necrophage nose hairs danced in nostalgic
excitement! It appears that the arena had momentarily transformed itself into a
swamp during the battles of Day 11. As soon as Qeesamander and
Rock terminated
their fighting, Bethany did not waste any time: she headed for those murky
waters and lowered her body into that marsh until she tasted mud in her mouth.
Oh, how she missed life in the bog! This tiny break was enough to fuel her
creativity.
"Get back to work, you water hag!" An angry voice from the crowd yelled at the
muddy artist. "You're many portraits behind as it is!"
Bethany hissed in the general direction of the agitated speaker, spewing mud at
some unlucky few in the crowd. She was taken off guard and hence, did not manage
to identify the loud mouth who now remained dead silent for some reason. Bethany
reached for four of her latest creations and resisted the urge to toss the
paintings at the crowd...
PORTRAITS PAINTED:
(79) Triock Ulagolor - (77)
Gigantic Wolf - (13) Glenfiddich
McCadbury - (61) an encyclopedia
Fight 40 -
(78) Superdupont vs
(56) Kisha
vs

"There is a strong smell of onions and garlic which can mean only one thing, the
arrival of (78) Superdupont. He fights for all things French.
Flying in from the right is (56) Kisha, the reluctant little pixie who doesn't
really want to be here."
The arena turns into a town square.
Day 14
* Dice Roll 1 *


(78) Superdupont rolls 8


(56) Kisha rolls 9
Superdupont twitches his handsome french moustache and charges at the pixie with
hardened baguette in hand. With an 'eep' Kisha blinks to the faerie plane and
back again as frenchie races past.
She throws some fairy dust onto his cape which changes from the French flag
colouration to that of the British.
Superdupont goes red in the face and sputters "you sneaky lettle rostbif! I will
insert this baguette where the sun does not shine!"
* Dice Roll 2 *


(78) Superdupont rolls 12


(56) Kisha rolls 3
Filled with outrage, Superdupont bats Kisha to the ground with his stale bread.
He then takes up a French chant.
"Hon hon hon, HON HON HON, hon hon hon..."
As he drones on dozens of snails, all wearing fetching little berets, converge
on where the pixie is laying dazed. They cover her in their slime before a mime
artist walks over and encases her in an invisible box.
Superdupont picks up the box and with a shout of "au revoir" hits it clear of
the arena.
Superdupont marches out of the arena with his head held high.
Kisha is at the bar having had three baths to rid herself of the yucky snail
slime.
Fight 41 -
(16) Captain Whiskers vs
(5) Beldarion
vs

"Entering from the left comes yet another cat (16) Captain Whiskers. Can we lay
some litter trays down around the arena please? Where is Mr Chips when you need
him.
From the right comes (5) Beldarion a bald mercenary who carries the fearsome
bastard sword Waihyra in his right hand. He has an old book from previous
adventures even though he doesn't know how to read. Something about the book
makes him feel compelled to keep it."
* Dice Roll 1 *


(16) Captain Whiskers rolls 2


(5) Beldarion rolls 8
Captain Whiskers does a zoomie towards the mighty human, thinking himself a
fluffy ball of death. He starts chewing and scratching at the chainmail armour
while making mewling noises that in his head are fearsome roars.
Beldarion looks at the deluded cat and can't bring himself to smite it with his
sword. Instead, he fishes around in his backpack and withdraws his book. His
precious.
Beldarion proceeds to smack the kitty on the head with the book and knock it
out.
Beldarion strides from the arena.
Captain Whiskers is in the bar enjoying a saucer of milk.
Fight 42 -
(65) Carrara vs
(30) H2NaO3Ca4SbXe12
vs

"The exquisitely sculpted living marble statue, (65) Carrara enters from the
left. Floating in to oppose him is (30) H2NaO3Ca4SbXe12, an intelligent gaseous
compound that was developed in a bioweapons lab. Deadly to all mammals, I'm not
sure how effective he will be against a statue."
The arena turns into a laboratory.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(65) Carrara rolls 9


(30) H2NaO3Ca4SbXe12 rolls 10
Carrara strides forward and takes powerful swings through the gaseous cloud in
an attempt to disperse it. H2NaO3Ca4SbXe12 floats up into the air and overpowers
a Valkyrie who was hovering there. She crashes down upon Carrara damaging his
left arm in the process.
The shadowy ringmaster scowls at what he has just seen.
* Dice Roll 2 *


(65) Carrara rolls 8


(30) H2NaO3Ca4SbXe12 rolls 3
H2NaO3Ca4SbXe12 sees how to best this non-breathing foe. He spreads himself
through the air at the top of the arena and sends dozens of unfortunate
Valkyries spiralling down towards Carrara. It is all the walking statue can do
to avoid being crushed by the heavenly onslaught.
The shadowy figure feels his rage growing inside him at the deaths of his
beloved servants. He flies upwards and into the midst of H2NaO3Ca4SbXe12
infecting the weaponised gas with a virus of his own.
H2NaO3Ca4SbXe12 can't believe what is happening to him as he is slowly
dissipated by the airbourne bacteria until there is nothing left.
Carrara leaves the arena while eyeing the sky nervously.
H2NaO3Ca4SbXe12 is in the beach bars ventilation system thinking evil thoughts.
DAY 15 - Aug. 21, 2022
The band plays:
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Prologue
A subtle trembling peers into the ascending darkness with mixed feelings of
melancholy and dread. It climbs up the stairs slowly, step after step, trying to
reassure itself with encouraging words coming out its mouth as a broken whisper:
"c-c-c-c'm on buddy... youf-f-f-f done this... be-bef-f-f-forrr...". Reaching
the top, the blinding light piercing the gloom oozing from the stairwell gives
shape to that trembling, drawing the diffuse image of the hesitant sneaky
stranger, waiting below the threshold. In front of him, the amalgamation of
every cosmic horror imaginable plays with diverse models of the arena shaped in
different ways and made with colourful lego pieces. It mumbles a happy melody
and makes child-like noises imagining the infinite outcomes of each one of its
moves.
A minute passes as if its length could encompass an hour, before a choir of
valkyries descends from the sky holding a mountain of papers. "Master, someone's
been loitering all over the place, we have our hands full picking up all these
promotional leaflets". The shadowy figure reaches out, grabbing one of them and
beginning to read:
"Do you feel like a shadow of your former self? Are you, perchance, wearing
yourself to a shadow trying to accommodate someone else's wishes?
Take a well deserved break, embrace the light and come back with an astonishing
tan! Go on vacation in one of our multiple pollution-free tours across the sea
and emerge a NEW YOU!
Last cabin vacancies on offer. No tricks, no shady businesses, no shadowy
dealings! We can guarantee beyond a shadow of a doubt that this is 100% for
realz!!!
What are you waiting for? Don't delay, go on vacation today!"
The shadowy figure springs out of his seat, produces a Hello Kitty wallet out a
dimensional pocket or a pocket dimension, and looks into it with a sweaty
expression of doubtful concern. Glancing back and forth from the now vacant
ringmaster's position and the marvellous promise of a break, he notices the
figure peeking from the stair's threshold and stares at it with a wicked intent.
The sneaky stranger freezes in horror, and just before the black, the most
terrifying word he'll ever hear resonates a dragging dreadful whisper within his
consciousness: "You...".
The next three fights come courtesy of Wirvington who did an excellent job of
helping out with the last fight club as well.
Fight 43 -
(46) Elnaril vs
(86) Glorqon
vs

The left gate crackles open to the figure of (46) Elnaril, an elven ice mage who
was "too cool" for school and dropped his studies before learning about the
other elemental magics. His rebel demeanour, suddenly raising the "coolness"
factor of these fights up to eleven.
From the right gate approaches a gelatinous fungal purple matter which has no
sex and has no need for dating apps. (86) Glorqon, the sentient swarm of
intellect, slowly advances towards its opponent.
The arena attempts to reconstruct itself several times without success, until it
finally settles down into an abstract landscape full of odd gears and mechanisms
which nobody knows what they do or what they're for.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(46) Elnaril rolls 6


(86) Glorqon rolls 9
The ice mage takes the initiative casting all his spells at once: Iceball, Ice
shard, Magic shield, Ice wall! Glorqon's figure disappears under a hail of
frozen water. The audience begins to cheer and Elnaril, being the cool guy that
he is, adopts his most suave look to pronounce his triumphant catchphrase in the
direction where Glorqon had been "existing" just a second ago: "Ice-talavista
baby...".
The crowd explodes and cries at the mage for a son, a daughter, and a couple of
ice cubes for their drinks. That is until, little by little, the cheers give way
to ubiquitous "ooohhh's" of surprise as Elnaril's spells dissipate and reveal
the wobbly figure of Glorqon, standing one centimetre beyond from where he had
been before, just as calm, although probably a tad more "chill".
Colorful patterns begin emerging above Glorqon's form. Title this purple fella
the master of expectations for it takes it an hour to materialise all of them
until everyone can read: "You should have taken a look at my Tinder profile's
description, I'm highly resistant to frost, y'know?". The audience suddenly
begins to feel attracted to Glorqon for having made them wait for so long. They
check their communicational devices attempting to match with the gelatinous
mass, dismissing Elnaril's magic for ineffective tricks, and now giving him the
"cold" shoulder.
The elven mage, understanding that highly resistant doesn't mean invulnerable,
conjures all his magical might into a storm of ice around him. So much
concentration does this spell require, that he doesn't even notice his tears
freezing up and blinding him to the position of his rival. Absorbed in power and
self-pity, Elnaril unleashes his spell in a random direction. It hits! Not
Glorqon though, but the precise mechanism which had been holding the trapdoor
under his feet closed all this time. The mechanism breaks and in an instant, the
figure of Elnaril vanishes from the arena only to appear, after "a spell", in a
nearby coastal bar.
Fight 44 -
(87) Detective Emu vs
(88) The Vagabond
The victorious Glorqon, bathed in cheers, is still on the process of making its
way out at the speed of turtle whilst from up above, a bunch of valkyries fly
around and boo at the figure sitting on the ringmaster's tribune, unhappy about
the use of such petty plot devices. "It's not as easy as it looks, ok??" says a
sliver of a voice before it's suffocated by the overwhelming sound of the gates
opening once more.
An emu wearing a detective hat comes in from the left side, he takes careful
steps and seems to be inspecting his surroundings with both curiosity and
suspicion until the materializing figure of a man suddenly draws his full
attention. (87) Detective Emu focuses his sight on the right gate trying to
contain his excitement.
Opposite from the military might of 'Straya, the mysterious cloaked figure of
(88) The Vagabond warps into reality bearing an assortment of hand weapons.
The arena struggles to transition towards a barren desert as if chocked by the
predicament and trepidation of an incompetent narrator. There's nothing around
besides a few spots covered in tiny bushes and a bunch of annoying flies. Coming
from somewhere both distant and unknown, the eerie and foreboding sound of drums
being played booms, blanketing the battleground in a syncopated
"tim-tam-tim-tam-tim-tam...".
* Dice Roll 1 *


(87) Detective Emu rolls 7


(88) The Vagabond rolls 9
Cautious as usual, The Vagabond adopts a ninja stance and readies his short
blades when he sees his opponent sprinting towards him. Detective Emu strides
forward with fervour, stoping only when him and his rival are but an inch apart
to say: "yeah g'day, ie doin' ohrite?".
The vagabond, who has mastered more than a dozen languages, is currently at a
loss trying to decipher the subtleties of boganish 'strayan. His struggle tough,
doesn't deter Detective Emu from keeping up with his inquisitive nature.
"ie new 'round this pa'hts ain't ya? Y'mind if I ask a few questions moite? I'm
just tryin' to foind the derpy bastard who took the last of my tim tams, roite?
Oh, you wonderin' why do I speak interrogatively all the toime? It's because I'm
a detective, moite; pretty obvious that one, innit?". Detective Emu lights up a
ciggy and right away begins to cough uncontrollably. Feeling no ill-intent, The
Vagabond fastens the guards of his short blades to his back with a somewhat
loose leather strap and approaches his rival, patting him on the back, with a
"there, there" and a gentle "you should quit smoking, Detective Emu" non-verbal
empathic gesture.
* Dice Roll 2 *


(87) Detective Emu rolls 4


(88) The Vagabond rolls 7
Detective Emu's coughing propels his detective hat onto the ground, catching the
attention of The Vagabond who, politely, picks it up with the intent to give it
back. Just as he's about to do so, Detective Emu's relentless convulsions jerk
his head uncontrolled towards The Vagabond, hitting him directly on his funny
bone. The Vagabond screams and the spasm of pain traversing his arm jolts both
his brain and his hand triggering his space-time prowess and sending Detective
Emu's hat into the oblivion of time. "Oops" says The Vagabond.
The coughing stops just in time for Detective Emu to see The Vagabond right in
front of him getting rid of his beloved hat and giving extra work to the
Lost&Found offices of the multiverse. Thinking that the emu can't understand
proper english, The Vagabond tries to apologise by re-enacting in an
illustrative and gesticulative manner, how the action ensued, how it was all an
accident. Turning back, he pretends to pick up an imaginary hat from the ground,
just to reveal to the trained eyesight of Detective Emu whilst doing so, the
empty packaging of a box of tim tams protruding from his back pocket!!
Finally realising that humans can't be trusted (at least not around tim tams)
and blinded by range, Detective Emu rushes forward with his long and mighty neck
in an attempt to recover the lingering memory and scent of his prized
possession. Unaware of the sudden and swift movements of his rival, The Vagabond
stands up and turns just in the nick of time to slice the emus' head with the
sharp short blades dangling from his back. A headless emu runs around the arena
drenching everyone in blood. "Oops" says The Vagabond.
Moments later, Detective Emu pops up alive and well and with his integrity
restored, at a cozy coastal bar. Reaching for his pocket, he takes out a pack of
cigarettes and looks at it disappointed. "Yeeeeeh, I guess t'day is the day I'm
quitting the ciggies for guud, huh?... Shoh, why not? Just like a cousin of mine
once said: 'nevermore Detective Emu moite, nevermore okhay?'". Tossing the pack
to the nearest bin, Detective Emu hits the table with his beak a couple of times
and asks: "Anyone heah got a speh' hat?".
Fight 45 -
(89) Stormhand vs
(90) Gagerlar
The sky darkens as the valkyries amass and fly over the arena with unnatural
excitement. Their thundering battlecries echoing their demands and spreading
like an unstoppable infection throughout the public: "What do we want? BLOOD!!
When do we want it? NOW!!". Before the sneaky stranger can finish saying "oh
sh—", the frenzied tribal chanting rises and overflows the whole place,
forewarning an upcoming pandemonium.
The opening of the gates offers an evanescent moment of respite as every sound
in existence gets suffocated under the anticipatory silence of a new fight. The
quiet doesn't last long though, for just as the gates come to a halt, the crowd
erupts again offering hails and cheers to the two meter tall chimeric figure of
(89) Stormhand, the human-eagle who walks into the arena wearing a tuxedo, in an
unusual demonstration of fighter's etiquette.
And you thought you had seen it all when in a flashy display of intelligence and
agility, (90) Gagerlar the proud battleparrot, comes in through the right gate
whilst reading a book and brewing tea under a massive amount of amused looks and
encouraging ovations. Don't take it for a cutie without bite though, this
seemingly friendly parrot is wearing a "ear-ie" necklace made of the dried up
ears of his opponents. Can you hear the danger coming? If not, well, just double
check your ears aren't hanging around some parrot's neck!
The arena crackles and shrieks into motion awkwardly, like an unimaginative kid
invited to a lego party. After a few minutes and several attempts at doing what
it's supposed to do, it concludes its agonic efforts by reconfiguring itself and
settling in the shape of a fancy café called "The Birday Party".
* Dice Roll 1 *


(89) Stormhand rolls 8


(90) Gagerlar rolls 9
Both combatants sit in front of each other at a nice table. Gagerlar takes the
initiative, proudly making a display of his proficiency and intuition in
all-things-tea by offering Stormhand a cup of what Gagerlar assumes to be its
rival's favourite beverage. The parrot hums Eagle-Eye Cherry song whilst serving
the drink. Is that some sort of taunt? Stormhand hesitates and gazes at the
parrot suspiciously for a brief second, before he decides that denying such kind
offer would be unacceptably impolite.
Reaching for the cup of tea, Stormhand sees it suddenly slipping before his eyes
just as he is about to grab it. The scorching hot liquid spills all over his new
tuxedo, the eagle-man screeching in agony.
* Dice Roll 2 *


(89) Stormhand rolls 10


(90) Gagerlar rolls 7
"You! You did this!" yells Stormhand pointing an accusatory finger at the battle
parrot.
"What? No, nonono!" replies Gagerlar. "An air current must have lifted my wing
as I was holding the cup! It happens sometimes, right? Doesn't it happen to you
too?"
Even though he has both a pair of hands and a pair of wings, Stormhand can't
deny he is able to empathise with the parrot's difficulties. Still, was that on
purpose? He considers the possibility before replying "Never mind, why don't we
order some cake, huh?".
"Sure, may I be so bold as to suggest—" says Gagerlar before it is interrupted.
"Oh no, my friend... Please let me be the one to pick something for you this
time. I got just the right thing in mind and I'm sure you'd love to try the
house speciality, the...". Stormhand's face suddenly turns blue,
"th...eCGHHHP!-arrot cake!"
"What?!" Gagerlar stands up offended. "The 'parrot' cake?! Is this mockery my
ears are hearing?" The battleparrot's necklace dangles making a gross sound.
"What? No, nonono! I didn't mean to say 'parrot', I wanted to say 'carrot'! I
must have choked on a feather bud, I'm sure this must happen to you all the time
too, right?" replies Stormhand.
Silence ensues, both birds looking intensely at each other with suspicion. A
ball of hay comes out of nowhere, rolling across the interior of "The Birday
Party" followed by a "wooshy" sound. Suddenly, the ball of hay comes to a halt
after having rolled on top of the eagle-man and the parrot's table, and having
spilled the tea and the cake over each combatant's lap. Jumping from their seats
at the same time, "courtesies" begin to be exchanged:
"Not all parrots like carrots you fool!" cries out Gagerlar.
"And tuxedo-wearing eagle-men only drink coffee you oaf!" replies Stormhand.
A storm of feathers follows as both birds fly into the air, Gagerlar being the
quickest as it isn't wearing a soaking wet tuxedo. "It's over for you, buffoon!
I have the high ground now!" says the battleparrot, haughty. Stormhand tries to
ride the upward currents and reach Gagerlar but his style is getting in the way
of his swiftness. He considers taking off his suit, "Never!" he yells.
Gagerlar flaps its wings relentlessly, heading ever upwards, until it sees,
reflected on the startled eyes of its rival, the consequences of its pride. Time
seems to slow down as the parrot understands and tries to readjust, tries to fly
away form what it is about to happen... But he doesn't make it in time. A swift
and sharp pain overcomes the battleparrot making a crunching sound. Gagerlar
looks towards his chest in disdain, his dying words "Oh for f-..." deafened by
the roaring voice of a valkyrie yelling "Guess what we're having for dessert
tonight girls???".
Stormhand leaves the arena, his heavy heart and sorrowful expression drowned
under the excited cries of the audience. Gagerlar materialises at the bar
besides a pensive emu. "Fancy a cup of tea, buddy?" it asks.
Epilogue
The sneaky stranger analyses the uncontrolled chaos unleashing before his eyes.
The valkyries fly in circles above the arena and drool as they chant,
unrelenting: "BLOOD! BLOOD! BLOOD! BLOOD! BLOOD!...". From the tribunes below, a
complementing and dreadful "GORE! GORE! GORE! GORE!..." keeps up with their
pace. "What a mess" he thinks, "I'd better scramble bef—...". But just as he's
about to finish his thought, a pale shadow holding an unused sunscreen and a tan
so unsuccessful it could be call a "tan-gible" failure, appears out of the blue
in a clear continuity sin. It looms over the ebbing shape of the sneaky
stranger, looking at the mess he has created, slowly realising that the
consequences of its break had been worse than the burden of its job. Then, as if
the failure of others was all that it took to renew its dedication, the shadowy
figure pauses for a deep exhale and a heartfelt facepalm before clicking its
fingers. A single valkyrie immediately precipitates from the sky like a bird of
prey towards the ringmaster's seat, so quickly, so unexpectedly, that the sneaky
stranger barely has the time to notice her incisors biting on his head and
carrying him away, up and above the arena, towards the amassing flock of her
peers who still are shouting: "BLOOD! BLOOD! BLOOD! BLOOD! BLOOD!...".
Thank you to Wirvington for his excellent contribution.
New portraits
matterbandit reports:
"BLOOD! BLOOD! BLOOD! BLOOD! BLOOD!..."
"GORE! GORE! GORE! GORE!..."
As Round 1 concluded with an epic battle of the birds, Bethany was left standing
before her easel, face covered in blood and a flockful of feathers. She looked
like the necrophage version of Big Bird from Sesame Street (only the elders of
the arena would know of this mystical bird). A good thing she was blind and
oblivious to her new look. Has she not been painting frantically all this time,
like a chicken without a head? Her new suit suited her well.
As preparations were underway for Round 2, Bethany released yet another handful
of portraits...
PORTRAITS PAINTED:
(26) Borellus de Castres - (8)
Lenny The Backup Superhero - (17)
Mors the Plaguebearer - (66)
Nightwave
ROUND ONE DIE ROLL STATISTICS
mrkgnao reports:
Throughout the fifteen days of the first round, sitting in a dark, damp,
draughty corner of the round arena, Professor Fainéant was collecting metrics
and comparing them to the statistically expected ones, assuming a fully balanced
pair of six-sided dice.
Slowly a sense of dread was creeping into his lazy bones.
First he examined the number of die rolls needed to win each of the 45
fights.
Number of fights won in 1 die roll: 18/45 = 40.0%
(statistically expected: 66/126 = 52.4%)
Number of fights won in 2 die rolls: 19/45 = 42.2%
(statistically expected: 60/126 * 66/126 = 24.9%)
Number of fights won in 3 die rolls: 6/45 = 13.3%
(statistically expected: 60/126 * 60/126 * 66/126 = 11.9%)
Number of fights won in 4 die rolls: 2/45 = 4.4% (statistically
expected: 60/126 * 60/126 * 60/126 * 66/126 = 5.7%)
It was fairly clear that he was seeing more two-die-roll-to-win fights than
expected and less one-die-roll-to-win ones. While this was obviously good, as it
meant more flavour text, could there be a sinister chaotic good force working
behind the scenes to tip the scales? There were 90 potential culprits. Who could
it be? Or was he imagining things?
To further investigate, he then examined the actual die roll values of
each of the 164 die rolls employed in the 45 fights.
Number of die rolls yielding a 2: 6/164 = 3.7% (expected: 1/21
= 4.8%)
Number of die rolls yielding a 3: 13/164 = 7.9% (expected: 1/21
= 4.8%)
Number of die rolls yielding a 4: 15/164 = 9.1% (expected: 2/21
= 9.5%)
Number of die rolls yielding a 5: 21/164 = 12.8% (expected:
2/21 = 9.5%)
Number of die rolls yielding a 6: 22/164 = 13.4% (expected:
3/21 = 14.3%)
Number of die rolls yielding a 7: 21/164 = 12.8% (expected:
3/21 = 14.3%)
Number of die rolls yielding an 8: 26/164 = 15.9% (expected:
3/21 = 14.3%)
Number of die rolls yielding a 9: 21/164 = 12.8% (expected:
2/21 = 9.5%)
Number of die rolls yielding a 10: 14/164 = 8.5% (expected:
2/21 = 9.5%)
Number of die rolls yielding an 11: 2/164 = 1.2% (expected:
1/21 = 4.8%)
Number of die rolls yielding a 12: 3/164 = 1.8% (expected: 1/21
= 4.8%)
Something was decidedly fishy (or, for the vegans and vegetarians among us,
broccoliy). Too many 3's, 5's and 9's; too few 11's and 12's. The plot
thickened.
Armed with the actual die roll values, the professor recalculated the
statistically expected values based on these, rather than on a fully balanced
pair of six-sided dice.
Number of fights won in 1 die roll: 18/45 = 40.0% (adjusted
statistically expected: 459/926 = 49.6%)
Number of fights won in 2 die rolls: 19/45 = 42.2% (adjusted
statistically expected: 467/926 * 459/926 = 25.0%)
Number of fights won in 3 die rolls: 6/45 = 13.3% (adjusted
statistically expected: 467/926 * 467/926 * 459/926 = 12.6%)
Number of fights won in 4 die rolls: 2/45 = 4.4% (adjusted
statistically expected: 467/926 * 467/926 * 467/926 * 459/926 = 6.4%)
No. No difference. Still too many two-die-roll-to-win fights and too few
one-die-roll-to-win ones. Leaving his corner, he began to stealthily mingle
among the fighters, both winners and losers, eavesdropping on their
conversations and on their silences. Which of the 90 fighters was the chaotic
good die bewitcher?
To be continued after the second round.
P.S. Some tit-bits:
- Most decisive victory (biggest delta on the first die roll): Fight #7
(Coral bests 1H1K-EZ9000 with a delta of 7)
- Most dramatic finale (biggest delta on a later die roll): Fight #40
(Superdupont crushes Kisha with a delta of 9)
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For those wishing to recheck the all-too-fallible-and-quite-befuddled
professor's calculations and locate all of his well hidden errors, here is the
raw data.
Die Rolls to Win: Fight #
===================
1: 2, 4-7, 11, 14, 17, 19, 22, 24, 28-30, 32, 34, 41, 43
2: 3, 8, 10, 12-13, 15-16, 18, 21, 26, 31, 36-40, 42, 44-45
3: 1, 23, 25, 27, 33, 35
4: 9, 20
Statistical Distribution for a Fully Balanced Pair
====================================
2 - 11 - ko on 17/21
3 - 12 - ko on 15/20
4 - 13, 22 - ko on 12/19
5 - 14, 23 - ko on 9/17
6 - 15, 24, 33 - ko on 6/15
7 - 16, 25, 34 - ko on 4/12
8 - 26, 35, 44 - ko on 2/9
9 - 36, 45 - ko on 1/6
10 - 46, 55 - ko on 0/4
11 - 56 - ko on 0/2
12 - 66 - ko on 0/1
====================================
66/126 knocked out (ko) combinations
Die Roll Value: Fight#/Roll#
=====================
2: 10/2, 27/1, 36/2, 37/2, 38/2, 41/1
3: 1/3, 7/1, 8/2, 13/1, 13/1, 16/2, 17/1, 18/2, 23/2, 27/1, 32/1, 40/2, 42/2
4: 3/1, 4/1, 10/1, 11/1, 13/2, 18/1, 20/4, 24/1, 28/1, 29/1, 30/1, 31/1, 34/1,
36/1, 44/2
5: 2/1, 3/1, 6/1, 9/1, 10/1, 12/2, 15/2, 18/1, 20/3, 22/1, 23/2, 23/3, 25/3,
26/2, 27/3, 31/1, 35/3, 36/1, 37/1, 37/1, 39/2
6: 1/1, 1/1, 3/2, 9/1, 9/3, 9/4, 10/2, 14/1, 15/1, 16/1, 16/1, 16/2, 21/1, 21/2,
23/1, 25/2, 31/2, 33/3, 35/1, 35/2, 36/2, 43/1
7: 4/1, 8/1, 8/2, 9/3, 15/1, 17/1, 19/1, 20/1, 20/3, 21/1, 24/1, 25/1, 27/2,
33/1, 35/2, 37/2, 38/1, 39/1, 44/1, 44/2, 45/2
8: 1/2, 1/3, 2/1, 5/1, 8/1, 9/2, 12/1, 15/2, 20/1, 23/1, 25/1, 25/2, 25/3, 26/1,
26/2, 27/2, 30/1, 33/1, 33/2, 35/1, 38/1, 38/2, 40/1, 41/1, 42/2, 45/1
9: 1/2, 6/1, 9/2, 12/1, 20/2, 20/4, 23/3, 26/1, 27/3, 28/1, 32/1, 33/2, 33/3,
34/1, 39/1, 39/2, 40/1, 42/1, 43/1, 44/1, 45/1
10: 3/2, 7/1, 11/1, 12/2, 13/2, 18/2, 19/1, 20/2, 21/2, 22/1, 29/1, 31/2, 42/1,
45/2
11: 5/1, 14/1
12: 9/4, 35/3, 40/2
Statistical Distribution Adjusted for the Actual Die Rolls
==========================================
2 - ko on 130/164
3 - ko on 109/158
4 - ko on 87/145
5 - ko on 66/130
6 - ko on 40/109
7 - ko on 19/87
8 - ko on 5/66
9 - ko on 3/40
10 - ko on 0/19
11 - ko on 0/5
12 - ko on 0/3
==========================================
459/926 knocked out (ko) combinations
ROUND 2
A second chance
All the participants were given the chance to vote for their favorite fighters
who had been unlucky on Round 1; the three fighters with more votes would be
given a second chance and return to the tournament.
Somehow, instead of three, five fighters were selected to return for Round 2,
these are the fortunate ones leaving the bar to prepare for more fighting:
Lucy - 10 votes
1H1K-EZ9000 - 11 votes
Captain Whiskers - 11 votes
Tanya - 11 votes
Radaggarb the Unclean -12 votes
This was not in the budget!
The shadowy figure scratches his head in confusion, he only budgeted for 24 fights in round two but someone has increased it to 25 fights.
He checks the CCTV footage of the room where the ballot papers are kept. Everything seems fine but there is an annoying smudge on the bottom of the screen... that seems to be moving very slowly!
Zooming in on the camera, the ringmaster spots a fat little louse leaving the room with a smug look on its chubby face.
New portraits
matterbandit reports:
As the voting period came to an end, the arena and its spectators grew increasingly wild with anticipation.
Bethany's ears were being force fed such a deafening racket. Within that chaos, the wind brought her news that there were to be not three, but five additional fighters for this second round of battles. This unexpected turn of events ignited the crowd. The cheers and roars grew louder and louder! Bethany knew that with chaos, came unpredictability. And with unpredictability, came the most epic of battles to grace this very arena!
While the crowd awaited the announcement of the fighters to be paired for Round 2,
Bethany managed to release a handful of portraits...
PORTRAITS PAINTED:
(62) Skeletinio - (4) Gerald of Red
Deer - (72) Faux-Spoilerman -
(53) Sinister
DAY 16 - Aug. 25, 2022
The band plays:
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Fight 1 -
(79) Triock Ulagolor vs
(35) P-AE00FF
vs

The start of round 2.
"That annoying Elven ditty you can hear is being sung by none other than (79)
Triock Ulagolor, Paladin that you either love or hate. His challenge is to best
(35) P-AE00FF an alien entity that is peaceful in nature but has such wonderful
destructive potential."
The shadowy figure salivates.
The arena turns into woodland with sun beams penetrating through the canopy.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(79) Triock Ulagolor rolls 5


(35) P-AE00FF rolls 8
Triock brings his legendary flamesword Riarwirn to bear while cheerfully singing
the ballad of Gwenfollin the Gorgeous. He spies a purple presence mingling with
the crowd but is unperturbed.
P-AE00FF is delighted by the variety of new beings in the crowd and sets about
examining and cataloguing them. He is particularly fascinated by a race of
angular glass beings that he decides to name 'Mirrortrons' (race names already
denoted by lesser life forms are irrelevant in his opinion).
As he examines one of the trembling glass creatures a sunbeam strikes it
directly and reflects into P-AE00FF. The resulting solar blast shoots outwards
in halo form, decapitating several hundred spectators in the front row.
Triock stops singing and looks down as the top half of his body slides free from
the bottom half before crashing to the ground.
"Whoops" says an embarrassed P-AE00FF as the shadowy figure mumbles something
about no refunds.
Fight 2 -
(49) Coral vs
(27) Tanya
vs

"We welcome back the Siren named (49) Coral who is quietly singing to herself.
Opposite comes (27) Tanya, the changeling returned to the arena by popular
demand (and a meddling louse)."
The arena turns into a pond with an island in the middle.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(49) Coral rolls 12


(27) Tanya rolls 8
Tanya (who has been very unlucky with her dice roll) brings her flute to her
mouth. At her beckoning beavers bring down several trees that are carried to the
waters edge by wild boars. Here the branches are cut off by squirrels and put
together to form a cage by a combination of ants and outer mongolian albino
pygmy leprechauns (shrug).
With another toot on her flute swordfish and sharks form a semi circle behind
Coral in order to herd the siren towards captivity.
Coral feels her stomach rumble and says "Oh dear, that anchovy and prune pizza
is really repeating on me". Unable to hold it in any longer, she lets out a loud
parp that floats up trapped in a water bubble.
Coral uses the power of her song to send the fart bubble speeding towards Tanya
where it bursts, overpowering both the fluteress and her animal chums.
Tanya curls up into a ball on the ground, gasping for breath while
simultaneously trying not to vomit.
Coral swims out of the arena singing happily to herself.
Tanya is taking a walk by the beach, enjoying the fresh air.
Fight 3 -
(26) Borellus de Castres vs
(54) 0101100101 - Flying Binary code
vs

"Entering from the left we have the 17th century french alchemist (26) Borellus
de Castres. He has brought several companions with him that look like misshapen
versions of fallen combatants.
Everyone delete your browser history now, here comes (54) 0101100101 - Flying
Binary code one of the 'joys' of modern life."
The arena stays in its original form.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(26) Borellus de Castres rolls 7


(54) 0101100101 - Flying Binary code rolls 9
Borellus tells his creations to fan out in front of him. There is a stunted Kath
Hannah with one leg shorter than the other and half an arm missing making the
clumsy ninja even clumsier.
Next to her is a form of Rolf the Mutated Hedgehog where his whole being is made
of spaghetti.
Lastly there is Qeesamander the giant frog only half the size and turned inside
out.
0101100101 engages these homunculus with his AI powered ChatBot - so boring to
interact with that 9 out of 10 monks would choose death rather than converse
with it for longer than five minutes.
Spaghetti Rolf consumes himself, unable to handle the tedium any longer. Poor
inside-out Qeesamander hops round and round in circles while croaking "kill me
now".
* Dice Roll 2 *


(26) Borellus de Castres rolls 6


(54) 0101100101 - Flying Binary code rolls 6
Borellus tries to harness his power of the elements to control 0101100101 but
finds out that binary code does not fall under his remit.
* Dice Roll 3 *


(26) Borellus de Castres rolls 8


(54) 0101100101 - Flying Binary code rolls 4
Kath Hannah homunculus remembers the humiliating defeat of the being that she is
taken from. Struggling with her half arm, she reaches into a satchel by her feet
and pulls out a pair of dark sunglasses.
She puts them on and through her misshapen mouth, says "Hasta la vista, baby"
while facing 0101100101 - Flying Binary code.
0101100101 flashes in the air everyone in the crowds credit card details while
dissimilating in the presence of the impenetrable sunglasses.
Borellus de Castres does the decent thing and mercy kills inside-out Qeesamander
before patting Kath on the head and exiting the arena.
0101100101 - Flying Binary code has hijacked the tv in the beach bar to show a
constant stream of adverts aimed at the patrons there.
New portraits
matterbandit reports:
Bethany's ears perked at the sound of a refracted solar beam
decapitating several hundred heads in the row of spectators closest to the
arena. This was a new sound for her. Different from the sound of heads being
sliced by sword or severed by saw. It was a somewhat more soothing kind of
melody. A sound condusive to painting art, in fact! Round 2 was off to a
promising start, indeed. Until that fart bubble burst and nearly set
Bethany's easel ablaze!
Best I release these four portraits immediately, Bethany
thought to herself, before they get destroyed by unforeseen circumstances.
Bethany chuckled to herself: the "seen" in "unforeseen" amused
her.
As the crowd glanced at her latest paintings, there was a stir of baffled
murmurs and mutters, provoked by the portrait of The Scrivener.
A similar reception occurred back when Chatterbox's portrait
was released several days ago.
"How can she paint something that is invisible?" the crowd began to grumble. "The
Scrivener is an invisible shapeshifter. Nobody can see him!"
"You are all invisible to me!" Bethany barked back at the
crowd, glaring at each and every one of them with empty eye sockets...
PORTRAITS PAINTED:
(21) Bernard Rumpelstiltskin -
(63) The Scrivener - (69) Soichiro
Honda - (64) Bouncy boi
DAY 17 - Aug. 26, 2022
The band plays:
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Fight 4 -
(50) Fighting for Dummies vs
(60) Wild Tornado
vs

"The malicious book (50) Fighting for Dummies is sat in the arena. No I never
saw it enter either.
The wind has thankfully died down and in its place we have (60) Wild Tornado, an
elemental wizard with the ability to steal the defences of those who oppose
him."
The arena is a fighting pit.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(50) Fighting for Dummies rolls 4


(60) Wild Tornado rolls 6
Fighting for Dummies flips open and summons a Knoll warrior. Wild Tornado
transforms into a powerful wind and sweeps up the Knoll in his blustery embrace.
He places the dog-man back on the ground who with a snarl grabs the book that
once enslaved him and throws it against the wall.
* Dice Roll 2 *


(50) Fighting for Dummies rolls 8


(60) Wild Tornado rolls 5
As Fighting for Dummies falls to the floor he flips open to a page with a young
red dragon on it. The mighty beast tears himself free from the book and swivels
his head to face his foes.
The Knoll emits a series of pitiful yelps as the Dragons jaws clamp around him.
The overgrown beast then turns his head towards Wild Tornado and exhales through
his nose, sending dozens of dragon/fox hybrids flying towards the wizard.
Wild Tornado screams like a little girl, being terrified of foxes. He turns back
into wind and sweeps out of the arena.
Fighting for Dummies is flown out of the arena in the Dragons claws while
cackling like a cartoon villain.
Wild Tornado is using his wind ability to mess up peoples hair at the beach bar.
Fight 5 -
(88) The Vagabond vs
(44) Rolly
vs

"Time seems to stop momentarily as a swarthy cloaked figure (88) The Vagabond
enters the arena. (44) Rolly wibbles and wobbles his way in being of a mixed
Rock/ Jelly heritage. Having already restored family pride, he now plans on
winning the tournament."
The arena is a clearing under the night sky.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(88) The Vagabond rolls 3


(44) Rolly rolls 9
The Vagabond smiles, feeling at ease in his darkened surroundings. He has
already seen off a gibberish spouting Emu, how hard can this mound of fruit
flavoured snack be?
Puzzlement crosses his face as Rolly starts jerking spasmodically in front of
him.
Unknown to his multi-lingual, cool dude opponent, Rolly once dated the High
Priestess of Myrglefurgle Alpha 7 who taught him how to alter the day/ night
cycle.
Rolly jerks his body one way and then another. He bobs up and down on the spot,
splits in two and re-joins in a different, abstract shape.
The Vagabond stops scratching his head and looks up in alarm. Three suns have
replaced the moon to bath the arena in glorious sunlight.
Cursing, he throws his cloak-like garment across his face, spins around and is
gone.
Rolly cheerfully wobbles his way out of the arena.
The Vagabond is at the bar using his time bending ability to ensure that his
glass is never empty.
Fight 6 -
(20) The Fiery Assassin vs
(42) Human Cannonball
vs

"Please pick your eyes back up of the ground and put your tongues back in your
mouths. The slender beauty in front of you is the forest nymph (20) The Fiery
Assassin.
The out of breath fellow pushing in the 19th century cannon is none other than
(42) Human Cannonball. To say he is disappointed that he won't get to fight the
Circus is an understatement."
The arena is a clearing at night. A full moon shines bright but there are dark
clouds as well.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(20) The Fiery Assassin rolls 8


(42) Human Cannonball rolls 6
The sultry Fiery Assassin shimmies over to the portly man. He is sweating as he
tries to put the correct amount of gunpowder in the cannon with trembling hands.
Fiery brings her axe to bear and slowly runs it up and down the mans throat,
clearing his stubble in the process.
* Dice Roll 2 *


(20) The Fiery Assassin rolls 4


(42) Human Cannonball rolls 6
With a mixture of panic and lust threatening to overwhelm him, Human Cannonball
jumps into his cannon head first, lighting it as he does.
He shoots out bum first, knocking the nymph back a dozen feet and leaving her
dazed on the ground.
* Dice Roll 3 *


(20) The Fiery Assassin rolls 7


(42) Human Cannonball rolls 7
The Fiery Assassin folds her arms across her chest and glares at the man, not
appreciating getting so up and close with his posterior.
Human Cannonball gulps and runs back to his cannon as fast as his little legs
will take him.
* Dice Roll 4 *


(20) The Fiery Assassin rolls 4


(42) Human Cannonball rolls 8
The nymph stands and strides purposefully towards the man while slapping her axe
menacingly against her open palm. Duplicate nymphs appear either side of her
also with axes.
Human Cannonball whispers "oh bugger" and decides a change of tact is needed. He
looks at the gathering storm clouds above and stuffs his cannon full of
fireworks.
"I hope this works" he mumbles as he aims up and sends the fireworks exploding
in the night sky. Thunder erupts as the clouds open up to soak the ground in a
deluge of rain.
The Fiery Assassin wails as she is soaked by her great weakness and dissolves
into the ground.
Human Cannonball puffs as he drags his cannon out of the arena.
The Fiery Assassin is at the bar being bought drinks by a host of admirers.
New portraits
matterbandit reports:
"What is this witchcraft?" Bethany turned to face the wind. A strange music
flowed from the Fight Club Band to mark the end of the battles of Day 17. But it
did more than just flow. The music pumped and boomboomed, sending pounding
vibrations into the crowd. Bethany could feel her heart jumping!
We like to party. We like, we like to party. We like to party. We like, we like
to party...
The lyrics rode the wind and like dark magic, a spell was cast on the crowd.
Fighters who mere moments ago were spilling blood onto the arena, were now
hopping and bouncing to the rhythm of this contagious anthem! Bethany's toes
could feel the ground shake to the weight of everyone dancing. The band has
conquered the crowd tonight!
Bethany could feel her latest portraits shake violently in their easels. Best I
carry them to safer grounds, she thought...
PORTRAITS PAINTED:
(48) Shroomy - (6) Lucy -
(9) Yorzmart Trussme -
(40) The Dark Horseman
DAY 18 - Aug. 28, 2022
The band plays:
click here
Fight 7 -
(24) Neo Cat vs
(83) Scott Arnold
vs

"Speeding in atop a ball of yarn with a mighty meeeoooowwwwrrrrrrr comes (24)
Neo Cat the (non-pooping) android feline.
Opposite is (83) Scott Arnold the bank manager with the event negation ability."
The arena stays as it is.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(24) Neo Cat rolls 9


(83) Scott Arnold rolls 9
With a robotic roar, Neo Cat fires lasers from his eyes that proceed to slice
Scott in twain. Concentrating with all his might the human grimaces through the
pain and manages to use his power to negate the moment that Neo unleashed his
energy blast and thus stop himself getting sliced in two.
Neo stands blinking in confusion.
* Dice Roll 2 *


(24) Neo Cat rolls 11


(83) Scott Arnold rolls 7
Scott leans against the wall, getting his breath back. He looks up at a mighty
'rawwr' just in time to be bowled over by the cyber-kitty.
Neos razor sharp claws tear and rend faster than the eye can follow.
Scott Arnold blinks as first his arms fall off one by one, then his legs and
finally his head topples to the ground.
Neo Cats cleans himself inappropriately as he rolls out of the arena on his yarn
ball.
Scott Arnold is at the bar relieved to be in one piece.
Fight 8 -
(25) Aqua vs
(65) Carrara
vs

"Swimming in we have "not some useless goddess" (25) Aqua, the watery being that
hates party tricks. Stomping in opposite is (65) Carrara the living marble
statue created in the likeness of a famous athlete."
The arena forms into an island in the middle of a lake.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(25) Aqua rolls 7


(65) Carrara rolls 4
Carrara strides towards the waters edge flexing his damaged arm and looking
warily above for any plummeting Valkyrie. Not seeing his opponent he looks for
something to keep himself amused.
Spotting some coconuts, he grabs three and starts juggling them intermittently
balancing one on his nose.
Aqua rises from the water with a roar and screams "Are you purposefully trying
to get a rise out of me!? Everyone knows how much I hate party tricks!"
Carrara stammers that he was just passing time but Aqua has been consumed by the
red mist.
She sends a water spurt forward to grab one of the coconuts and yells "How's
this for a party trick?"
The water spurt raises the coconut into the air before launching it at speed to
hit Carrara right between the legs.
There is a clunking sound as something breaks off and hits the sand.
Carrara goes cross-eyed and topples over, holding the now empty space between
his legs.
Aqua swims out of the arena while muttering "Should be wearing trousers anyway,
rude boy."
Carrara is at the bar, glad to be all man again.
Fight 9 -
(72) Faux-Spoilerman vs
(75) Gologomir Vitalis The Squad Killer
vs

"I know you don't like him for spoiling the films ending in the last round but
here is the return of (72) Faux-Spoilerman.
He has his work cut out as he faces the Vesk mercenary (75) Gologomir Vitalis
The Squad Killer."
The arena is a run down street.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(72) Faux-Spoilerman rolls 5


(75) Gologomir Vitalis The Squad Killer rolls 10
Faux-Spoilerman strides forward with his usual pompous arrogance. "Hey, lizard
boy, have I got something to tell you" he smarms.
Gologomir punches Faux-Spoilerman so hard in the face that his fist exits out
the back of the mans head.
Faux collapses to the ground, I would say with a shocked expression on his face
but he doesn't have a face left.
Gologomir raises his arms to the crowd who cheer and dub him 'Alien Rocky'.
Gologomir Vitalis The Squad Killer marches out of the arena.
Faux-Spoilerman is winding up the other patrons at the beach bar.
DAY 19 - Aug. 29, 2022
The band plays:
click here
Fight 10 -
(14) Lift Racy vs
(78) Superdupont
vs

"On the left we have the fastest forklift in existence (or so he claims) (14)
Lift Racy. Entering with an arrogant strut from the right is the proud French
superhero (78) Superdupont. He has replaced his defaced cape with one with a
baguette on it."
The arena is a warehouse.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(14) Lift Racy rolls 6


(78) Superdupont rolls 5
Superdupont flies above Lift with a flag in his hand and declares "I claim this
arena and all who reside here for the proud people of France!"
Lift Racy zips over to some boxes and drops them at the Frenchmans feet "Here
are some cheap Chinese plates and cups that you can use to feed your new
citizens".
Superdupont goes red with rage "What is this foreign rubbish doing in New
France! Everything must be crafted by the skill of the French people! Or maybe
French Canadians at a push."
* Dice Roll 2 *


(14) Lift Racy rolls 4


(78) Superdupont rolls 10
Superdupont bites the head of a bottle of wine and downs the contents. He glares
at the Forklift and sniffs the air "I smell foreign interloper! What inferior
nation do you hail from? Is it the Anglais pigdogs? Or maybe their overweight
offshoot America?"
Lift Racy's headlights beam proudly as he replies "Nein, I am German
manufacturing at its finest!"
Superdupont explodes "Sacre Bleu! I will not allow you to invade us again!"
The Frenchman flies down and grabs the startled Lift Racy by his prongs. He ties
them in a knot and spins the truck around and around above his head.
Lift Racy moans "I think I'm gonna be sick" as Superdupont lets go and sends him
soaring clear of the arena.
Superdupont does a circuit of the arena, flag in hand before flying out.
Lift Racy is doing wheelspins by the beach bar.
Fight 11 -
(74) Rose The Untamed vs
(15) Louise the Lobster
vs

"Pouncing into the arena is (74) Rose The Untamed, untrusting and often
irritating cat. She is up against (15) Louise the Lobster, her millions of
babies tucked up back inside her."
The arena is a kitchen.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(74) Rose The Untamed rolls 9


(15) Louise the Lobster rolls 7
Rose hisses at Louise, not liking other animals. She grabs hold of a length of
string and starts running with it.
As Louise reaches down with her claws Rose darts past and slips in between the
lobsters tiny legs. The string she is carrying with her gets tangled in those
little legs and sends the lobster crashing to the ground.
* Dice Roll 2 *


(74) Rose The Untamed rolls 6


(15) Louise the Lobster rolls 9
Louise the Lobster stands and dusts herself off, she watches the little cat
causing chaos in the kitchen, crashing about the place and generally having a
great time.
Louise scuttles over to a cupboard and reaches inside while waiting for the cat
to come by.
She doesn't have long to wait as Rose races towards her while making tiny
roaring noises with the devil in her eyes.
As she gets near, Louise pulls out a giant bag of cat litter from the cupboard
and smacks Rose over the head with a mighty WHUMP!
The shadowy figure stops stirring a bowl of melted butter and curses.
Louise the Lobster scuttles out of the arena.
Rose The Untamed is lapping at a saucer of milk in the beach bar while hissing
at anyone who gets too close.
Fight 12 -
(61) an encyclopedia vs
(10) Vasily
vs

"The killer book is back - (61) an encyclopedia, just sitting there for the
moment. Approaching from the right while sniffing the air tentatively is the
bear (10) Vasily, 500 kg of fur and muscle."
The arena is a quaint cottage.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(61) an encyclopedia rolls 7


(10) Vasily rolls 11
an encyclopedia opens and closes himself rapidly, sending gusts of wind over the
bowl of porridge sitting on the dining table. Vasily wanders over to the table
hungrily and takes a mouthful only to spit it out again with disgust.
The book cackles to himself as he mysteriously appears atop a wardrobe ready to
commit coup de grace on the oversized furball.
As an encyclopedia laughs at his own wickedness he doesn't notice Vasily stand
on his hind legs and face him. The book stops laughing and says "uh oh" just as
the bear roars and grabs him with his great claws.
Vasily is mighty pissed at having his lunch ruined and rips and tears at the
book until there are only shreds of paper left.
Vasily stomps out of the arena looking for any pic-a-nic baskets that may be
lying around.
an encyclopedia is at the bar giving people paper cuts.
New portraits
matterbandit reports:
Lobsters and cats, crustaceans and felines, what a mouth-watering stew the two
combined would make, Bethany pondered as the breeze carried
such scents from the lastest battles. Her necrophage tummy began to growl. She
hasn't had much time to grab something hearty to eat ever since she arrived at
the tournament. And with all these cat warriors prancing about the arena, it was
quite a challenge for her not to give in to her hunting instincts.
Bethany knew that most of the human spectators in the crowd
would frown upon her cat cravings (though nobody seemed bothered by her love for
lobster), so she kept her apetites to herself. Besides, her many years of art
studies has taught her to maintain a sense of professionalism when painting. Two
golden rules to paint by, Bethany recited to herself: Never
mate with the subject whose portrait you are painting and Never, ever, turn your
subjects into your next meal. Two simple rules to uphold and suddenly, she
became the much-respected necrophage artist!
PORTRAITS PAINTED:
(68) Neptun - (84) The Backlog
- (74) Rose The Untamed
Two more portraits
matterbandit reports:
Spectators and fighters alike endulged in drinks and conversation, as they
waited for the battles of Day 20 to take place. Being a lady with vacant eye
sockets, Bethany's sense of hearing was exceptionally keen. A rush of continuous
sounds constantly competed for her attention, but over the years Bethany became
very good at filtering out the noise. In essence, she listened to what she
needed to hear to survive her environment and the rest, she ignored.
But, once in a blue swamp moon, a sound would stick to the hairs inside her
ears. Much like receiving a fly in the eye (something Bethany is glad to
experience no more). And, at this moment, the wind did carry with it such a
cursed sound. Words that stuck inside Bethany's ears, like painful wax:
the Mother of All Mothers in Law
Someone in the jabbering crowd had spoken those words and like a cursed plague,
they took to the wind, only to infest Bethany's mood. All too often, when a vile
creature is spoken of, they inevitably show up, Bethany cussed to herself.
Please, oh, please, let not the winds bring us this wicked plague!
It was as if the wind had spoiled Bethany's apetite to paint. Like suddenly
being stricken with nausea. For tonight, only two portraits would be released...
PORTRAITS PAINTED:
(24) Neo Cat - (39) Connie the
Office Barbarian
DAY 20 - Aug. 31, 2022
The band plays:
click here
Fight 13 -
(12) Muskito vs
(62) Skeletinio
vs

"Our buzzing, disease ridden friend (12) Muskito flies in from the left. How
effective he will be against (62) Skeletinio, the bony yet talented footballer,
I don't know."
the arena is a 5-a-side football pitch.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(12) Muskito rolls 7


(62) Skeletinio rolls 9
Skeletinio is in the middle of the pitch doing keepy uppies while shouting 'Ole'
with each one. Muskito is buzzing around thinking to himself that there must be
an artery somewhere.
A trick of the light fools the mozzy who speeds in for the kill only to crash
into solid bone, bending his proboscis.
* Dice Roll 2 *


(12) Muskito rolls 8


(62) Skeletinio rolls 7
Muskito retreats while cursing only to startle an amateur photographer in the
crowd. In panic his camera goes flying through the air to strike Skeletinio on
the head.
"Ay, caramba!" he shouts while rubbing his bruised skull.
* Dice Roll 3 *


(12) Muskito rolls 9


(62) Skeletinio rolls 6
Muskito heads to his tiny control room that he had built into a corner of the
arena without anyone noticing. Hundred of tiny drones fly into the arena, each
carry a heavy brick.
Skeletinio sees them with an 'Eep!' and kicks his energy ball in their
direction, destroying dozens. There are too many though and soon Skeletinio is
reduced to a pile of broken bones under an avalanche of bricks.
Muskito does a victory lap and flies out of the arena.
Skeletinio is whole again and enjoying a cocktail at the bar.
Fight 14 -
(57) Rock vs
(41) Elemental Battle Golem
vs

"That is a large rock in the middle of the arena, I wonder how (57) Rock got
there? Stomping in from the right is the 3 metre tall, 6 armed (41) Elemental
Battle Golem."
* Dice Roll 1 *


(57) Rock rolls 2


(41) Elemental Battle Golem rolls 5
EBG studies Rock wondering if this is what he is meant to fight. He kicks Rock
to move it out of the way but hurts his toe in the process.
Now in a rage, EBG blast Rock with everything he has - from each set of hands
comes lightning, freezing blasts and fireballs. This rages on for 10 minutes and
when it has finished EBG looks down and says "Rock eh? I rename you Pebble!"
Elemental Battle Golem stomps out while laughing at his own joke.
Rock is in the middle of the beach bar just sat there in everyones way.
Fight 15 -
(89) Stormhand vs
(69) Soichiro Honda
vs

"Flying into the arena in his recently cleaned tuxedo is (89) Stormhand, a 2
metre tall eagle with human like qualities such as his hands and the ability to
walk upright on his legs. Roaring in on his trusty motorcycle Agro is
(69) Soichiro Honda, the anime teen looking to defeat the Demon Lord (who may or
may not be the shadowy ring master)."
The arena is a park.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(89) Stormhand rolls 6


(69) Soichiro Honda rolls 11
Stormhand stops by the fountain and sips some water. Soichiro approaches
awkwardly while yelling his life story to the eagle at the top of his voice.
"I say old chap" Stormhand says while grimacing at the teens obvious lack of
social skills "would you mind toning it down a bit? I have a terrible headache!"
Soichiro carries on, oblivious to the eagles discomfort "OH YA, ONE TIME I WAS
WALKING AND A SQUIRREL FELL ON MY HEAD AND THEN I TROD..."
Dear God, Stormhand thinks to himself, how do I make him stop? Stormhand flaps
his wings to create air whirls with the aim of transporting Soichiro some place
else. As the gust of air start to pick up, Agro the motorcycle happens by
blasting out clouds of stinking smoke which is caught up in the air whirls and
sent back in the eagles direction.
"Oh for crying out loud!" Stormhand is distraught as the smoke clears and he
looks down at his ruined tuxedo. He turns tail and storms out of the arena
holding his sore head as he goes.
Soichiro Honda puzzles where his new friend has gone then shrugs, hops on Agro
and speeds out of the arena.
Stormhand is having cocktails (and a couple of paracetamol) with a skeleton at
the bar while waiting for his tux to return from the dry cleaners.
DAY 21 - Sep. 01, 2022
The band plays:
click here
Fight 16 -
(70) Sri Sri vs
(38) Chatterbox
vs

"The charlatan... sorry, the world-renowned new age spiritual guru (70) Sri Sri
floats into the arena sat cross legged on a carpet.
What the... get out... SHOO! I am the last person, well creature, that needs a
subconscious. Close your minds or risk being invaded by (38) Chatterbox."
The arena is a strangely luxurious temple.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(70) Sri Sri rolls 5


(38) Chatterbox rolls 11
Sri Sri sips gold leafed tea from his diamond encrusted cup. He leans back and
relaxes as the donations constantly ring in on his Youtube channel.
Yet, for probably the first time since he found his true calling as a spiritual
leader, he is not at ease with his lot in life.
It is almost as if some alien presence has invaded his subconscious.
Images are flashing through his mind, little old ladies selling everything
including their dentures, parents sending their children of to an orphanage just
so that they can sell the kids toys and clothes, couples killing each other to
claim on the life insurance - all so that they can donate to his sham religion
and find some inner peace.
Panic grips Sri Sri and he mumbles to himself over and over "Damnation awaits me
for misleading the flock!"
He rings his accountant and pleads with the man to refund everyone who has
donated to his channel. The accountant just laughs and tells him to ease up on
the funny cigarettes.
He tries to cancel his Youtube channel but is bombarded by a constant stream of
adverts pushing him towards new cars, bigger mansions, marrying Kardashians!
Sri Sri curls up into a gibbering ball on the ground, unable to cope with the
guilt his subconscious is assaulting him with conflicting with his insatiable
greed.
Chatterbox floats out of the arena unsure of where he will wind up next.
Sri Sri is in a straight-jacket, rocking back and forth at the Beach Bar.
Fight 17 -
(7) Marge the Mega Mini Cleaner vs
(37) Radaggarb the Unclean
vs

HONK! "Ack, that is (7) Marge the Mega Mini Cleaner racing around the arena
while sounding her horn.
Phew, what is that smell? Ah, it is the return of (37) Radaggarb the Unclean,
the being of filth from a land known as 'Disgusting'."
The arena is a stretch of highway.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(7) Marge the Mega Mini Cleaner rolls 10


(37) Radaggarb the Unclean rolls 9
Radaggarb belches corrosive toxic fumes towards Marge but she transforms into a
large robot and steps over them. With her two brooms she starts to give the
protesting Radaggarb a good dusting.
* Dice Roll 2 *


(7) Marge the Mega Mini Cleaner rolls 11


(37) Radaggarb the Unclean rolls 2
Marge turns back into truck form and moves to the end of the highway to give
herself room to pick up speed. Radaggarb is picking rotten meat from in between
his black teeth with dirty, cracked finger nails.
HONK, HONK! Marge races down the highway towards her target. Radaggarb casually
drops his pants, bends over and lets rip with an almighty fart that destroys a
large chunk of road in front of the Mini Cleaner.
Marge skids past on two wheels, sweeps Radaggarb up with her brooms as she goes,
then stops suddenly sending him flying out of the arena leaving a trail of filth
and debris in his wake.
With a happy HONK Marge drives out of the arena.
Radaggarb is gorging himself by the bins at the Beach Bar.
Fight 18 -
(16) Captain Whiskers vs
(48) Shroomy
vs

"Purring and licking himself is (16) Captain Whiskers, a small but hardy cat.
Opposing is the mushroom from hell (48) Shroomy."
The arena is a dank pond surrounded by trees.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(16) Captain Whiskers rolls 7


(48) Shroomy rolls 6
Captain Whiskers does a zoomie up to the giant mushroom but stops short at
seeing red goo oozing out of its skin. Being no stranger to disease himself, the
tubby little cat wave one tiny sharp claw in front of the Shroomy, teasing him
before slicing through his skin with it to see what will happen.
Shroomy shudders at the assault and bleeds more goo.
* Dice Roll 2 *


(16) Captain Whiskers rolls 9


(48) Shroomy rolls 7
Shroomy feels as fatigued as is possible for a mushroom as red bumps, sores and
blisters appear all over his skin. This nasty little cat has given me Bartonella
henselae (cat scratch disease) he thinks to himself.
Captain Whiskers cleans himself some more before looking up at Shroomy and
saying "Meowrr?"
* Dice Roll 3 *


(16) Captain Whiskers rolls 11


(48) Shroomy rolls 7
Captain Whiskers gives himself a shake and hundreds of fleas hop from the cat
onto Shroomy. These are not normal fleas though, they are mini versions of
Captain Whiskers and set about tucking into the mushrooms spongey flesh.
"Why does everything want to eat me?" Shroomy laments "I'm disgusting, it's
supposed to be my main defence!"
The cat fleas have soon reduced him to a mouldering mess.
Captain Whiskers gives his mightiest little "rowwrr" and zoomies out of the
arena.
Shroomy is outside the bar with a tube pumping cider from a keg into him.
DAY 22 - Sep. 02, 2022
The band plays:
click here
Fight 19 -
(81) Rude Rooster vs
(32) Shield Lady
vs

"Fighting his Agoraphobia and channelling his struggles into hurling insults at
the crowd, we have the aptly named (81) Rude Rooster.
Clanging her precious shields together, (32) Shield Lady storms into the arena."
The arena is a barnyard.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(81) Rude Rooster rolls 10


(32) Shield Lady rolls 6
The Rooster spits on the ground in front of Shield Lady and gives a lopsided
grin. She rolls her eyes, clashes her shields together and takes up a battle
stance.
Rude Rooster lets out a high pitched scream that stuns the woman then rushes in
and starts hammering her left shield repeatedly with his beak. There is a
blinding flash and an almighty crash as the shield breaks in two.
The dazed Shield Lady drops to her knees, all fight gone out of her. A single
tear rolls down her face.
Rude Rooster moons the booing crowd as he leaves the arena and gives the avian
equivalent of two fingers.
Shield Lady is at the bar hugging her newly repaired shield.
Fight 20 -
(68) Neptun vs
(3) 1H1K-EZ9000
vs

"We are blessed with the presence of a God! An over the hill and tired God,
granted, I give you (68) Neptun.
Hovering above the arena is the tiny but formidable spaceship 1H1K-EZ9000."
The arena is the sea.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(68) Neptun rolls 8


(3) 1H1K-EZ9000 rolls 3
1H1K-EZ9000 flies low over the water, charging its weapons for maximum damage.
Neptun pretends not to notice before taking a mouthful of water from the sea and
spitting it all over the little spaceship. Simultaneously he clicks his fingers
and turns the water into ice. He breaks off the cube of ice that contains the
trapped
1H1K-EZ9000 and after summoning a troll, they play badminton with the separating
net being made up of clouds.
Neptun gets tired of his game and sends a mental calling to his mermaid
followers. They appear with his comfy chair and slippers in tow. Neptun bats
1H1K-EZ9000 clear of the arena and then settles down for an afternoon nap.
The mermaids carry the sleeping Neptun away.
1H1K-EZ9000 is thawed out and relaxing at the bar.
Fight 21 -
(82) Unit 14QN9 vs
(17) Mors the Plaguebearer
vs

"The refurbished Giant Robotic Space Scorpion of Doom (82) Unit 14QN9 is
standing menacingly in the arena. I like him, he's cuddly.
Leaping in to face him we have (17) Mors the Plaguebearer, a giant rat with some
badass fleas."
The arena stays as it is.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(82) Unit 14QN9 rolls 4


(17) Mors the Plaguebearer rolls 6
Unit 14QN9 steps forward menacingly but then has one of his frequent software
glitches. He turns away from Mors the Plaguebearer and instead fires superheated
bolts of plasma from his stinger into the crowd.
The giant rat leaps up into the alcove and sits next to the shadowy figure. They
enjoy a large tub of popcorn while watching the show as screams ring out across
the arena.
* Dice Roll 2 *


(82) Unit 14QN9 rolls 5


(17) Mors the Plaguebearer rolls 5
The shadowy figure strokes Mors while its fleas run up and down his arms. Unit
14QN9 continues his rampage unabated.
* Dice Roll 3 *


(82) Unit 14QN9 rolls 4


(17) Mors the Plaguebearer rolls 8
Smoke rises from Unit 14QN9's head as his operating system overheats. Bodies
surround him in various states of mutilation.
The popcorn now all gone, the ringmaster turns to Mors and says "finish it".
Mors the Plaguebearer wiggles his nose and fleas swarm down the arena and
converge on the robo-scorpion. They chew through wiring and munch on circuit
boards leaving Unit 14QN9 a smoking wreck.
Mors the Plaguebearer bounds out of the arena with the fleas following close
behind.
Unit 14QN9 is at the bar watching a film on the big screen with people running
in panic from robot attackers.
New portraits
matterbandit reports:
Unbeknownst to Bethany, the Fight Club Museum
pinned a large banner above its front doors. Three large words were printed on
it for all the arena fighters to see: WE ACCEPT BRIBES!
The great thing about banners is that the wind cannot read them. Which means
that the wind will have nothing to whisper to Bethany, who like
the wind, cannot read banners either. It was a win-win situation for everybody.
The message was simple: arena fighters who wished to hang their proper
self-portraits on the prestigious walls of the Fight Club Museum
were encouraged to do so. The current administration was underhanded and greedy
and willing to "negociate the cost" of taking down any of the water
hag's paintings in exchange for hanging up a proper portrait at the
request of an arena fighter. Makes one suspiciously wonder why they had
commissioned a blind necrophage to paint portraits in the first place!
All sorts of payments are accepted by the Fight Club Museum,
from puked up hairballs to the ripped pages of an encyclopedia. In the end, what
was of great importance to the Fight Club Museum was that they
keep their prestigious reputation. And the only way to do that was to decorate
the museum walls with portraits chosen by the esteemed arena fighters
themselves.
Oblivious to all of this banner business and living in her little artistic
bubble, Bethany released four more portraits...
PORTRAITS PAINTED:
(58) The Circus - (15) Louise the
Lobster -
(70) Sri Sri -
(80) Joe
DAY 23 - Sep. 04, 2022
The band plays:
click here
Fight 22 -
(71) Bronze Catman vs
(21) Bernard Rumpelstiltskin
vs

"Strutting in is (71) Bronze Catman who will face the old but young mage (21)
Bernard Rumpelstiltskin."
The arena is a dark alley.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(71) Bronze Catman rolls 8


(21) Bernard Rumpelstiltskin rolls 11
As Bronze Catman enters the arena a surfer dude in the audience starts hollering
"Woooo, dude! Gnarly man!" This irritates the anthropomorphic cat no end and he
wiggles his nose, turning the surfer into a very confused zebra.
Bernard Rumpelstiltskin had been sizing up the surfer as a potential barbarian
companion, puts his hands on his hips and exhales loudly through his nose.
With intricate hand movements Bernard summons a cloud to appear above Catman's
head who looks up warily.
With a peal of thunder the cloud unleashes a torrential downpour of diamonds in
rain form.
Bronze Catman hisses in anguish as he is reduced to a bloody mess by his one big
weakness.
Dozens of crowd members race in to the arena to grab the scattered diamonds but
these are put to the sword by swooping Valkyries who in turn scoop up the
precious stones and drop them at the ringmasters feet.
Bernard Rumpelstiltskin magics himself away.
Bronze Catman is enjoying the company of other cats at the bar.
Fight 23 -
(31) Katmeleonpus vs
(40) The Dark Horseman
vs

"That cute mewling sound comes from the little hybrid with tentacles and a
chameleons tongue, Katmeleonpus.
Riding in on his horse The Phantom is The Dark Horseman, invincible but not
unbeatable."
The arena is an open field.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(31) Katmeleonpus rolls 9


(40) The Dark Horseman rolls 8
The Dark Horseman charges forward, his silver sword flashing through the air.
Katmeleonpus hisses and shoots out her long sticky tongue to wrap around
Phantoms legs, sending the mare crashing to the ground with a pained whinny.
The Dark Horseman picks himself up and glares at the cat thing which gives an
innocent "meow" in response.
* Dice Roll 2 *


(31) Katmeleonpus rolls 11


(40) The Dark Horseman rolls 6
The Dark Horseman advances on foot, blade poised to strike. Katmeleonpus spits
ink into his eyes and then scampers forward on her octopus tentacles. With
squelchy sucking sounds she climbs up his body and slips her long tongue under
his helmet and around his throat.
She issues a series of taunting 'meows' as she proceeds to strangle the armoured
figure but he dissipates into a grey mist before death can take hold.
The Dark Horseman appears whole again 6 feet away and bows while touching his
blade to his forehead in recognition of his defeat to the cat hybrid.
Katmeleonpus leaves the arena while turning to spit some more ink on her
vanquished foe as she goes.
The Dark Horseman sighs before appearing at the bar where he takes his horse to
the adjoining stables to see to his wellbeing.
REACTIONS AND COMMENTS
gogtrial34987 reports:
In the bar, Og'rialt is busy giving last minute tactical advice to Lucy. "Now
remember, make use of your advantages, and guard against your weaknesses! The
fight is primarily a way to learn more about the shadowy ringmaster and _his_
weaknesses, but that doesn't mean the fight isn't important. Still, maybe
this... blob can be recruited to our cause. Best not to antagonize it unduly!"
"Oh, and manipulating the contest in such a way to have Beldarion go immediately
after you was very deftly done. He's been acting as if he's completely oblivious
to the danger which the shadowy ringmaster represents, but I know him! He's not
_that_ dumb. It must be all an act!"
Contrary to the certainty with which he has tried to infuse his voice, Og'rialt
looks rather uncertain here. "...but if by chance it isn't, then this will be
our prime opportunity to get him to see _and_ act. I still have a few trinkets
which could come in handy here. Wait for your moment!"
* * *
krugos2 reports:
Katmeleonpus is celebrating her victory, she may look happy and all, but she's
sad that Bronze Catman has not qualified for Round 3.
Katmeleonpus wishes good luck to all cats in Round 3. :)
DAY 24 - Sep. 05, 2022
The band plays:
click here
Fight 24 -
(86) Glorqon vs
(6) Lucy
vs

"Slowly moving into the arena is (86) Glorqon the silent gelatinous mass.
Stomping in opposite is a stubborn, smelly, meddling dwarf Og'rialt and his
louse companion. Yes, I see you poking your little head out from his beard.
There is no hiding from me."
The arena stays as it is.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(86) Glorqon rolls 9


(6) Lucy rolls 7
Og'rialt advances while slapping his battle axe against the palm of his hand.
Lucy telepathically tells him to aim for the head. "Where would that be
exactly?" grumbles the dwarf.
Og'rialt strikes Glorqon with all his might but the sentient jelly absorbs the
impact, sending ripples of pain down Og'rialt's arm and knocking Lucy free of
his beard. She hits the ground with a tiny 'oof'.
* Dice Roll 2 *


(86) Glorqon rolls 10


(6) Lucy rolls 8
Glorqon slides forward and envelopes the dwarf, looking to subdue rather than
kill him. Lucy's head throbbing from Og'rialt's mental pleas for help, she dons
her battle helmet, adopts a grim look of determination and summons her many
caterpillar followers.
Glorqon slowly backs away from the tiny army of hungry creatures leaving
Og'rialt lying on the ground, gasping for breath.
* Dice Roll 3 *


(86) Glorqon rolls 11


(6) Lucy rolls 8
Lightening crackles down from the shadowed alcove, smiting the caterpillars from
existence. "Whoopsie" chuckles the ringmaster. The startled louse finds herself
being lifted by an invisible force and sped up to the shadowy figures seat.
As Og'rialt struggles to his feet Glorqon inches forward and smothers the stocky
hero again. Og'rialt fights to break free but eventually succumbs to a lack of
oxygen and falls unconscious. The blob moves back, not wanting to cause any
permanent damage.
The shadowy figure holds Lucy in the air in front of him. "It is time for you to
know what you are up against my fat little friend" he cackles evilly. The hood
falls back from his head so that Lucy, and Lucy alone, can see his face.
The crowd in the arena recoil as they are all struck by the mental shriek of
terror that Lucy emits.
Glorqon slowly slides out of the arena.
Og'rialt is at the bar comforting a still shaking Lucy, who is sipping a tiny
glass of whisky to calm her nerves.
Fight 25 -
(22) Colonel Ben K'Neill vs
(5) Beldarion
vs

"Beaming into the arena from his spaceship is (22) Colonel Ben K'Neill. Cocky
space hero and defender of Earth.
Opposite is dark-skinned mercenary (5) Beldarion, his magical fiery bastard
sword Waihyra gripped firmly in his right hand."
Beldarion looks up at the shadowy alcove nervously having been tasked with
confronting the ringmaster by a scheming
dwarf. He thinks better of it.
The arena is a fighting pit.
* Dice Roll 1 *


(22) Colonel Ben K'Neill rolls 5


(5) Beldarion rolls 4
Colonel Ben K'Neill pulls out his P90 sub-machine gun and starts firing.
Beldarion is forced into a series of desperate dives and rolls to avoid being
blasted, eventually getting behind a pillar for safety.
"That was a close shave, eh Baldy?" quips Colonel Ben K'Neill.
* Dice Roll 2 *


(22) Colonel Ben K'Neill rolls 9


(5) Beldarion rolls 7
Beldarion charges with Waihyra raised, ready to strike. "By the power of
Mumm-Ra!" he yells but is stopped in his tracks as Colonel Ben K'Neill blasts
him in the chest with his Zat gun, leaving the warrior on his knees stunned as
smoke rises from his chainmail.
* Dice Roll 3 *


(22) Colonel Ben K'Neill rolls 5


(5) Beldarion rolls 3
Colonel Ben K'Neill walks over to his struggling opponent and says "Nice outfit,
where did you get it from, the 1970s?" He laughs to himself.
Beldarion looks sideways at the spaceman, confusion etched on his face.
Annoyed at the mercenary rudely not laughing at his joke, Ben kicks him in the
stomach, knocking the wind out of him.
Colonel Ben K'Neill walks away gingerly while whispering "note to myself, don't
kick people wearing armour".
* Dice Roll 4 *
Beldarion receives a -1 penalty to his next dice roll.


(22) Colonel Ben K'Neill rolls 6


(5) Beldarion rolls 4 (-1) = 3
Colonel Ben K'Neill contacts his spaceship "I'm ready to return but rather than
beaming me up, land in the arena and make a show of it for the crowd."
"Aye, aye Colonel" is the reply.
The spaceship slowly descends and manoeuvres to land in front of the Colonel.
Unfortunately the pilot doesn't notice that there is another figure lying prone
on the ground.
Beldarion looks up to see several hundred tonnes of metal approaching and spits
"By the luckless Gods of Karsiask!" just before being flattened.
Colonel Ben K'Neill runs his hands through his hair and sighs "What I would give
for a competent crew".
Colonel Ben K'Neill flies out of the arena aboard his spaceship.
Beldarion is sat at the bar drinking and glowering at anyone who tries to sit
next to him.
New portraits
matterbandit reports:
Round 2 came to an exciting closure and when the shadowy ringmaster
announced the names of the twenty-five fighters who had earned their place in
the upcoming Royal Rumble, the arena thundered with wild
applause! Even the cheers from the bar and the clinking sound of ale mugs had
joined the chorus.
The crowd's enthusiasm was quite contagious. It's roar reverberated deep inside
of Bethany's rib cage. Caught up in the excitement,
Bethany too applauded and cheered as those twenty-five names were being
called. The voice that spoke those names made her squirm uncomfortably. It was
never a pleasure to hear the one who stole her eyes.
Perhaps due to this slight nervousness, Bethany clapped a bit
too enthusiastically at the moment, knocking down two of her easels. She gasped
at the sound of her art hitting the ground at her feet. Bethany was quick to
pick them up and ran her fingers delicately across the two portraits in the hope
that they had not been damaged...
PORTRAITS PAINTED:
(25) Aqua - (59) A1 Cap-1
REACTIONS AND COMMENTS
Lone_Scout reports:
For some unknown reason, there's a black, silver-bound tome lying abandoned on
the sand. Its title says: "Secret diary of the Ringmaster, with detailed
instructions on how to bend the limits on space and time and effectively achieve
immortality".
Suddenly, an iron-clad boot kicks it away, right into the sea.
BOOKS! I HATE BOOKS! WHENEVER I RUN OUT OF LUCK, THERE'S ALWAYS A DARN
BOOK LYING AROUND!!! -Roars a furious Beldarion. However, he caughts a
glimpse of the beach bar and heads toward it. Lots of drink can always make
defeat a little less infuriating.
Meanwhile, the tome and its forbidden secrets slowly sink under the waves...
* * *
Klumpen0815 reports:
Glorqon is rather pleased with the outcome but still moving around randomly for
a while trying to get rid of the dwarf's hairs.
It seems to have been intriqued by another seemingly liquid lifeform it has
sensed at the tournament.
Afterwards it approaches Aqua (very slowly) and starts forming an intricate
pattern of immense beauty containing the sentence ,,Do you want to come inside
and join for a while?".
* * *
gogtrial34987 reports:
Og'rialt smiles happily as he sees his old friend Beldarion entering the bar,
and makes a beeline for him to share stories from his last many years of
wandering. He intends to remind Beldarion in particular about the value of
teamwork, and to lay out his plans for how they can work together to still put a
stop to the machinations of the evil ringmaster.
* * *
ConsulCaesar says:
Time to sit at the bar and watch the rumble with no pressure.
* * *
Catventurer reports:
Captain Whiskers takes a cat nap to prepare for the next round.
(ミ꒡ᆽ꒡ミ) zzz.....
* * *
Lifthrasil says:
Noooooo! Bested by the Michelin man! ... Eh, Superdupont.
Ah well, good fight! Felicitations, Superdupont!
* * *
Pouyou-pouyou gives Superdupont's reply to Lifthrasil:
Tank you véri muche, maï dire opponènte ! Euntile oui mite aguène !
* * *
Enebias says:
IT'S TIME TO RRRRRRRUUUMBLEEEEEEE!!!
* * *
MaxFulvus reports:
Borellus de Castres mentally prepares for a great battle, while his homunculi
carelessly sing and dance : "Rum - Rum Rumble ! Rum - Rum Rumble !"
* * *
LootHunter says:
Wow! My golem won two battles. I definitely should thank Tulla mages for such a
fine piece of work.
ROUND 3
*** ROYAL RUMBLE ***
Doc explain the rules for Round 3
Round 3 and how it will work.
As stated above, round 3 is a Royal Rumble.
Players will enter one at a time, once all current players have rolled their
dice a new player will enter. I will use random.org to determine the order
contestants enter but will not post a list as I think it is more interesting if
you only find out the order as it happens.
There will be an initiative dice roll at the start of each new post to determine
the order in which people attack (seeing as there may be more than two players
in the arena at a time).
Then there will be a dice roll for each player to decide who they attack.
So this could lead to situations such as 4 players all attacking the same one
other player. Don't get upset if you are ganged up on, it is just the luck of
the dice.
All vanquished contestants currently residing in or around the beach bar have
joined the arenas crowd.
Enter Louise the Lobster, Mors
the Plaguebearer, Chatterbox and Neptun
(Sep. 07, 2022)
The band are now at the arena and play:
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The crowd is joined by all sorts of whacky characters...
The crowd is joined by all sorts of whacky characters as former contestants
mingle in.
The arena takes on a permanent form as that of a large wrestling ring. The
surface may alter in parts to accommodate certain contestants.
Enter (15) Louise the Lobster and (17) Mors the Plaguebearer
vs

Tiny legs clattering loudly on the concourse as she heads towards the ring, (15)
Louise the Lobster raises her claws in acknowledgement to the cheers from the
crowd.
Scuttling from the opposite direction comes (17) Mors the Plaguebearer, his
fleas jumping up and down on his back excitedly.
* DICE ROLL *


Louise the Lobster rolls 7


Mors the Plaguebearer rolls 6
With a snarl, Mors send his fleas in to attack. Squeezing her beady little eyes
shut in concentration, Louise expels her millions of baby lobsters whose tiny
little claws make short work of the troublesome insects.
Enter (38) Chatterbox
vs
vs

A presence of mind drifts into the arena in the form of (38) Chatterbox. While
he doesn't get to choose his host, he is excited by the new options currently
seated in the crowd.
He settles into the mind of an anthropomorphic cat with a bowl haircut who
absentmindedly steps out of the audience and climbs into the ring.
* ATTACK ORDER DICE ROLL *
Mors the Plaguebearer attacks Chatterbox
Chatterbox attacks Louise the Lobster
Louise the Lobster attacks Mors the Plaguebearer
* DICE ROLL *


Mors the Plaguebearer rolls 10


Chatterbox rolls 10
Chatterbox/Catpain Patcool pulls out his throwing knives and launches them at
the giant rat, hoping for the best as he doesn't know which end is the dangerous
one (which Chatterbox is puzzled by).
Mors stands on his hind legs and bats the knives away with his metal enhanced
claws. He flashes a toothy grin.


Chatterbox rolls 9


Louise the Lobster rolls 3
Chatterbox/Catpain Patcool mixes a load of explosive elements in a flask with
the aim of eliminating the disease ridden rat once and for all. Mors lurches
towards him though causing Chatterbox to jump back in panic and throw the flask
behind himself where Louise was sneaking up.
Louise the Lobster's beady eyes widen as the flask flies towards her before the
resulting explosion sends lobster parts scattering across the arena.
The shadowy figure grabs a claw and exclaims "Finally! Now pass me the butter!"
Louise the Lobster rolls void
Mors the Plaguebearer rolls void
Louise the Lobster reappears whole in the audience.
Enter (68) Neptun
vs
vs

Floating in atop a wave comes the weary God (68) Neptun.
* ATTACK ORDER DICE ROLL *
Chatterbox attacks Neptun
Neptun attacks Mors the Plaguebearer
Mors the Plaguebearer attacks Neptun
* DICE ROLL *


Chatterbox rolls 8


Neptun rolls 3
With large swathes of the arena turning to water to accommodate the approaching
God, Chatterbox/Catpain Patcool slips over with a large splash. Regaining his
feet he removes what is a bowl shaped wig from his head and tries wringing the
water out of it.
He gives up and throws it away with an annoyed "Bah!" only to inadvertently
launch it into the wide open mouth of the onrushing Neptun.
Neptun claws at his throat as the cat hair wig gets lodged before sinking
beneath his wave, eyes glazed over.
Neptun rolls void
Mors the Plaguebearer rolls void
Mors the Plaguebearer rolls void
Neptun rolls void
Neptun is in the crowd splashing people mischievously.
A painting's cry for help and Bethany's two new portraits
Mister.Wolf reports:
Hmm, guys? Currently VRincent-van-GOG is a painting on the
bar's wall (although a masterfully painted Bethany masterpiece at that).
So, hmm....Could someone pick me up and place me at a spot with a good view of
the arena? Please? Guys? Is anyone still there?
Darn it. It would have been nice to be painted like Mona Lisa, to be able to
look directly at everyone. Being 2D has its perks, but this is clearly not one
of them
Ah well. Good luck contestants! May the dice be in your favor!
* * *
matterbandit reports:
Bethany's ears perked when she heard VRincent-van-GOG's
pleas in the wind. She made a dash for the Fight Club Bar, running as quickly as
her water hag swampy thighs allowed her to. Once inside, she bumped into every
bar stool and table along the way, creating a melody of crashing beer mugs and
splashing ale. The sound of a portrait crying for help gripped her like that of
a crying baby. They are all my babies, Bethany thought to herself.
She unhooked VRincent-van-GOG from the bar's wall and hugged him close to her
chest. Then she hurried towards the bar's exit in the direction of the arena.
VRincent-van-GOG became her eyes and guided her, making the journey smooth and
bumpless. They had arrived at the Royal Rumble just a tad late, at about the
time when Chatterbox drifted into the arena. Bethany was quick to prop
VRincent-van-GOG onto one of her easels, making sure he was facing the battles.
VRincent-van-GOG was grateful to be attending the rumble.
All of this running gave Bethany a rush of creativity. She managed to release
two more portraits while keeping her ears and nostrils devoted to the Royal
Rumble...
PORTRAITS PAINTED: (18) Qeesamander -
(57) Rock
REACTIONS AND COMMENTS
ConsulCaesar reports:
Cheers from the rowdy crowd.
* * *
51nikopol says:
NNNNOOOO! Poor lobster.
* * *
Catventurer replies:
Agreed. Poor lobster. :(
* * *
Braggadar reports:
Radaggarb the Unclean roars, beating his chest in applause of Mors the
Plaguebearer's triumph.
The audience members beside him scatter to avoid being covered in lice.
Enter Aqua, Neo Cat and Colonel Ben K'Neill
(Sep. 08, 2022)
The band plays:
click here
Enter (25) Aqua
vs
vs

Following the watery path that Neptun had laid comes (25) Aqua, the mean
tempered water being.
* ATTACK ORDER DICE ROLL *
(25) Aqua attacks Chatterbox
(38) Chatterbox attacks Mors the Plaguebearer
(17) Mors the Plaguebearer attacks Chatterbox
* DICE ROLL *


Aqua rolls 3


Chatterbox rolls 8
Chatterbox drifts out of the conscious of Catpain Patcool who looks around in
puzzlement before returning to the crowd while grumbling about his hair being
missing.
Chatterbox drifts into the pouting Aqua's mind and immediately starts sowing the
seeds of doubt.
Aqua pauses in a moment of self reflection "I keep smiting people for comparing
me to lame Gods, maybe there is a reason for their confusion? Maybe I really am
that accursed God Aqua and I am the confused one and not all the poor souls that
I have destroyed!"
Wailing in anguish, Aqua rides a wave in to the startled crowd and heads for a
Fire Drake sat at the far corner.
"Release me from this torment!" she cries as she dives into the beasts open
mouth and down to its fiery gullet.
Chatterbox leaves the scene as the Drake burps a puff of smoke.


Chatterbox rolls 10


Mors the Plaguebearer rolls 8
Chatterbox (who is quite enjoying himself at this point) invades Mors mind. Mors
feels the intrusion and tries to fight it knowing that he doesn't have a
subconscious of his own.
A voice in his head keeps sending images of chocolate to his brain. His mouth
salivates as he spots a snack cart situated by the arenas edge. He tries to
fight his urges as he is 5 years clean from eating candy treats.
His hunger is too strong and he leaps down to snarl menacingly at the portly
vendor, sending him scurrying away. The giant rat then proceeds to gorge himself
on as much chocolate as he can stuff into his large mouth.


Mors the Plaguebearer rolls 12


Chatterbox rolls 9
Mors roars and sends the food cart flying away with a swipe of his claws. He
turns his mind inwards and with supernatural concentration finds the interloper
there.
A battle of wits ensues and ends with Chatterbox being expelled from the rats
mind and barred from ever entering again.
Mors climbs back into the ring feeling victorious.
Aqua being in charge of her own thoughts again is sat in a watery part of the
arena next to Neptun, certain that she isn't really a sucky God.
Chatterbox is drifting in and out of peoples/creatures minds in the crowd.
Enter (24) Neo Cat
vs

Racing into the ring faster than a cat should be able to comes (24) Neo Cat.
* DICE ROLL *


Mors the Plaguebearer rolls 4


Neo Cat rolls 4
Mors instantly backs away from the newcomer unsure if an android cat would
trigger his horrendous allergies.
Neo stands in the middle of the ring and starts showing of his kung fu/ninja
moves while making "Meoowwwrrrr" noises.
Enter (22) Colonel Ben K'Neill
vs
vs

A spaceship lands in the middle of the arena sending Neo and Mors scurrying to
the sides of the ring. (22) Colonel Ben K'Neill runs down the gangplank and
quips "What should you do if you see a green alien? Wait until it’s ripe!"
* ATTACK ORDER DICE ROLL *
(24) Neo Cat attacks Mors the Plaguebearer
(17) Mors the Plaguebearer attacks Neo Cat
(22) Colonel Ben K'Neill attacks Mors the Plaguebearer
* DICE ROLL *


Neo Cat rolls 6


Mors the Plaguebearer rolls 10
Mors breathes a sigh of relief at merely getting a slight dose of the sniffles
in the company of the android cat. Neo spins around to look at him before
letting his eyes drift upwards and smiling wickedly.
Mors looks up to see a giant yarn ball plummeting towards him and swears.
The rat calls in a swarm of locusts which start devouring the advancing ball of
death. By the time it reaches ground level it is no bigger than a tennis ball
and it bounces of Mors head, much to his annoyance.
Then with a snarl and a wave of a claw, Mors sends his locusts hurtling towards
the startled Neo. The android lets rip with his lasers, incinerating many of the
insects but they do their job and Neo's metallic parts fall to the canvas
leaving a scared and naked cat in their place.
He gives a pitiful "mewl?" and runs out of the arena as the giant rat chuckles
to himself.
* DICE ROLL *
Mors the Plaguebearer rolls void
Neo Cat rolls void
* DICE ROLL *


Colonel Ben K'Neill rolls 7


Mors the Plaguebearer rolls 7
Ben raises an eyebrow "that cat reminds me of my own fluffy-wuffy, snugglecoms
at home". He whips out his P90 sub-machine gun and lets rip.
Mors stands on his hind legs and with surprising speed, he bats the bullets away
using his metal enhanced claws.
Neo Cat is in the audience, once more an android.
REACTIONS AND COMMENTS
Catventurer says:
Nooo! Not Neo Cat.
We need more cats, not less. ^>.<^
* * *
Trid says:
My poor girl... :(
* * *
Wirvington reports:
Sri Sri ponders about his defeat at the eh... metaphorical hands of his ultimate
nemesis, Chatterbox, and realizes, in an unparalleled exercise of mental
gymnastics, that everyone must be feeling quite sorrowful for his shameful
demise at the arena. "The world won't reach Ultimate Illumination™ now. Such a
pity, oh such a terrible pity..." He sighs whilst staring at the inscrutable
depths of his cup of matcha tea. "How will you deal with that thought, eh
Chatterbox?". And he finishes the sentence with a sad smirk, typical of those of
self-centered nature who are not used to failing. He likes what he has just said
well enough though, like most of the times he says anything for that matter, so
he produces a notebook in which to archive such reverse uno card occurrences for
future use. On it's cover, there's an illegal printout of his portrait by the
renowned artist Bethany the water hag. He looks at it mesmerised, forgetting
about what he was about to write down, the image of his own visage being the
ever-familiar catalyst for his consciousness to expand and fill the infinite
universe. Below the printout, a golden engraving surrounded by stickers of
temples and dollar signs reads: "This notebook belongs to Sri Sri Sri".
P.S: Well played Doc-Chatterbox for making the impossible possible by growing an
ethical consciousness within Sri Sri and for the awesome well-deserved karmic
retribution!
P.S.S: From his omniscient perspective attained by virtue of having ascended to
a photonic state of light and not at all due to having read the arena's gazette,
Sri Sri Sri mourns the loss of Louise the Lobster and Chatterbox, who were
amongst his favourite subscribers. He also chuckles quite a bit after having
rea-... witnessed how Neptun played badminton with the troll.
Enter Fighting for Dummies,
Soichiro Honda and Glorqon
(Sep. 09, 2022)
The band plays:
click here
Enter (50) Fighting for Dummies
vs
vs

Being carried into the ring by an ensorcelled Ogre is (50) Fighting for Dummies.
* ATTACK ORDER DICE ROLL *
(50) Fighting for Dummies attacks Mors the Plaguebearer
(22) Colonel Ben K'Neill attacks Fighting for Dummies
(17) Mors the Plaguebearer attacks Colonel Ben K'Neill
* DICE ROLL *


Fighting for Dummies rolls 3


Mors the Plaguebearer rolls 9
As the slack-jawed Ogre climbs into the ring, Mors sends his fleas over on the
attack. The tiny insects bite the behemoth over and over again and take
residence in his body hair (ew) bite those regions in particular.
Fighting for Dummies struggles to keep control of its slave, hurling curses and
assaulting its puny mind.
All to no avail though, as the constant distraction of the biting pain sees the
Ogre break free of its shackles and with a huge roar, rip the book in two.
* DICE ROLL *
Colonel Ben K'Neill rolls void
Fighting for Dummies rolls void
* DICE ROLL *


Mors the Plaguebearer rolls 6


Colonel Ben K'Neill rolls 4
Mors leaps away from the defeated book of evil to attack the distracted Colonel,
grabbing him in his huge jaws and shaking him around before flinging the space
hero against his ship.
The dazed Colonel Ben K'Neill struggles to his feet, feeling the teeth marks in
his tactical vest, before looking at Mors with blurry vision and mumbling "Jeez,
you are one ugly kitty...".
Fighting for Dummies is leaning against a rock in the crowd.
Enter (69) Soichiro Honda
vs
vs

Whooping as he tears in on his faithful motorcycle Agro comes (69) Soichiro
Honda.
* ATTACK ORDER DICE ROLL *
(17) Mors the Plaguebearer attacks Colonel Ben K'Neill
(22) Colonel Ben K'Neill attacks Soichiro Honda
(69) Soichiro Honda attacks Mors the Plaguebearer
* DICE ROLL *


Mors the Plaguebearer rolls 9


Colonel Ben K'Neill rolls 5
The giant rat ignores the polluting motorbike and grabs Colonel Ben K'Neill, use
his metal claws to shred his clothing. He mentally commands his locust swarm to
enter through Ben's torn pants and to give him a colonic irrigation with a
difference.
Colonel Ben K'Neill's crew turn away from their screens as their leaders eyes go
wide and the locusts pass through him and out of his open mouth.
* DICE ROLL *
Colonel Ben K'Neill rolls void
Soichiro Honda rolls void
* DICE ROLL *


Soichiro Honda rolls 8


Mors the Plaguebearer rolls 8
Soichiro throws up in his mouth a little at the fate of the spaceman. He runs
around in circles while shouting at the top of his voice "OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!
OH MY GOD!"
Mors gathers his pestilent pets and grimaces at the volume of the anime teens
voice.
Colonel Ben K'Neill is sitting gingerly in the audience.
Enter (86) Glorqon
vs
vs

The gelatinous purple matter (86) Glorqon slides into the arena.
* ATTACK ORDER DICE ROLL *
(86) Glorqon attacks Mors the Plaguebearer
(17) Mors the Plaguebearer attacks Glorqon
(69) Soichiro Honda attacks Mors the Plaguebearer
* DICE ROLL *


Glorqon rolls 11


Mors the Plaguebearer rolls 6
Glorgon moves forward slowly passing through a small puddle of tears left by Neo
Cat when he was stripped of his android side. In the process, Glorgon takes on
his feline properties.
Mors watches the mass approaching cautiously. His nose starts to twitch
uncontrollably, which is strange as there are no cats in the ring with him.
Mors sneezes non-stop, blood running from his eyes as his allergies take hold.
His fleas desert him as his body spasms violently until suddenly his spine snaps
in two ending his torment.
Glorgon looks on emotionlessly.
Soichiro Honda runs around some more while yelling loudly.
* DICE ROLL *
Mors the Plaguebearer rolls void
Glorqon rolls void
* DICE ROLL *
Soichiro Honda rolls void
Mors the Plaguebearer rolls void
Mors the Plaguebearer is lurking near Radaggarb the Unclean on the fringes of
the crowd.
New portraits
matterbandit reports:
The royal rumbles are rumbling away, royally fast! Bethany's senses are
overloaded. The battles are fiercer now and strikingly more frequent, with no
less than three fighters always lingering about the arena. The stakes are
greater as the tournament end approaches! And speaking of steaks, the fragrance
of feline fighters has made of Bethany a frothing necrophage. Or is that rat
meat I smell, Bethany asked herself.
Must focus on my art, Bethany insisted. Mind over matter. With the last battle
ending on a cliffhanger, Bethany was on edge enough to produce two more
portraits...
PORTRAITS PAINTED:
(54) 0101100101 - Flying Binary code -
(43) Kath Hannah
REACTIONS AND COMMENTS
gogtrial34987 reports:
Lucy, sitting in the audience in Og'rialt's beard, takes note of the large
number of fleas, lice, locusts and other insects which turn out to be present;
most with active experience fighting all powerful creatures, and unreasonable
effectiveness at it. Her tiny louse brain begins to heat up as - very slowly - a
plan starts to form...
* * *
BenKii says:
No! The Colonel is down! Done in by the Plague Rat. Well I'm now rooting for
P-AE00FF, Superdupont, Borellus de Castres, or Glorqon to take the win.
* * *
Lazarus_03 reports:
* Chatter-Flash-box * (note: flashback)
(I'm telling you, those chocolates are infused with
SupaBoostas.)
What?! Aren't those supposedly sold
out?
(they call that re-skinning; switch the assets-- I mean the appearance, change
the name, now it's their product.)
You mean that vendor was the one who snagged--
(💡 bingo!)
Wait, if you've been on that entrepreneur's coconuts, and you knew this all
along… then why lead Morsto the booty?
(because I want SupaBoostas too!)
Wow! Genius Box! SupaGenius!
(💢 tch!)
* * *
bler144 says:
Locust colonic does not sound like a pleasant way to go out.
Enter Katmeleonpus and
Superdupont
(Sep. 10, 2022)
The band plays:
click here
Enter (31) Katmeleonpus
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Loud sucking/slapping sounds and mewling alerts everyone to the entrance of (31)
Katmeleonpus.
* ATTACK ORDER DICE ROLL *
(86) Glorqon attacks Soichiro Honda
(31) Katmeleonpus attacks Soichiro Honda
(69) Soichiro Honda attacks Katmeleonpus
* DICE ROLL *


Glorqon rolls 5


Soichiro Honda rolls 6
Glorqon focuses his silent attention on the loud anime teen. With deliberation
he forms the shape of a finger put to lips in a shushing motion.
Soichiro Honda looks at the purple mass in confusion, then resumes running
around in a panic while yelling "PURPLE JELLY IS MY FAVOURITE JELLY BUT I DON'T
WANT TO BE EATEN BY THE JELLY. ONE TIME, THIS RABBIT..."
Someone from the audience shouts "Shut the hell up!" and a laser beam fires from
the crowd. Soichiro Honda trips over his own feet as the laser is fired, it goes
over his head to hit Glorqon and blasts a piece off of him.
The separated bit Glorqon expands and takes on a sentience of its own.
* DICE ROLL *


Katmeleonpus rolls 2


Soichiro Honda rolls 4
Katmeleonpus shoots out her sticky tongue to envelop Soichiro but Agro revs his
engine and intervenes. The tongue sticks to the back of the motorbike and it
speeds round and round the cat-hybrid, tying it up with its own appendage.
* DICE ROLL *


Soichiro Honda rolls 7


Katmeleonpus rolls 7
Soichiro doesn't see Katmeleonpus and trips over her getting entangled with her
tentacles and long sticky tongue. Together they make an anime-hybrid ball, both
struggling to break free.
Glorqon watches impassively, as does the newly formed mini Glorqon.
An amendment.
* ATTACK ORDER DICE ROLL *
During this phase of the battle, anyone who rolls a 2, 3 or 4 will not attack
this turn.
They will still defend themselves if attacked.
Enter (78) Superdupont
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Flying in and laughing at the muddled up contestants below with a haughty
"Honhonhonhon" is (78) Superdupont.
* ATTACK ORDER DICE ROLL *
(31) Katmeleonpus attacks Superdupont
(86) Glorqon attacks Soichiro Honda
(69) Soichiro Honda attacks Superdupont
(78) Superdupont attacks no-one
* DICE ROLL *


Katmeleonpus rolls 6


Superdupont rolls 10
Superdupont lands by the tied up Katmeleonpus who spits ink at him with a hiss
but misses.
"Look at you, you silly catentacle thing" he whips out a stale baguette and hits
her on the head while chortling "la bonk" knocking her out.
* DICE ROLL *


Glorqon rolls 5


Soichiro Honda rolls 2
Soichiro manages to free himself from the cat hybrid and scrambles away only to
go careening into the gelatinous mass that is Glorqon.
Soichiro's vision goes dark due to a lack of oxygen. Agro speeds in to save him
but is intercepted and absorbed by mini
Glorqon.
Glorqon spits them both out when they are no longer a threat.
* DICE ROLL *
Soichiro Honda rolls void
Superdupont rolls void
Katmeleonpus is in the crowd hissing at anyone who gets too close and slapping
them with her tentacles.
Soichiro Honda is sat on his motorcycle in the crowd talking far too loudly for
peoples liking.
REACTIONS AND COMMENTS
Catventurer reports:
Captain Whiskers runs around in circles with his tail straight up to cheer for
Katmeleonpus.
[NOTE: this was after the first fight of the day, before Katmeleonpus was
defeated.]
* * *
Oddeus says:
Looks like there is only one cat left in the tournament.
* * *
drxenija replies:
our fate of cat world rests in its paws!!!
* * *
Catventurer reports:
Captain Whiskers proclaims that his intentions to avenge all the other cats.
"Meow! Meow meow meow meow meow!"
Unfortunately, he ends up looking far more like a fluffy cat being cute than
anything threatening.
(link)
Enter Human Cannonball, Elemental Battle Golem
and Borellus de Castres
(Sep. 11, 2022)
The band plays:
click here
A reimagined portrait and other new paintings
matterbandit reports:
Bethany was visibly agitated and quite a neurotic mess. Her stomach was
growling, making it difficult for her to concentrate. I don't like the portrait
I just painted of 0101100101, she cursed at herself and immediately began
painting a new one.
"What don't you like about that portrait?" the wind asked her. Bethany's empty
eye sockets glared at 0101100101's painting. Though she could not see it, she
could feel it. And the feeling turned her tummy to knots.
"You are irritable because you are hungry," the wind mimicked Bethany's growling
stomach, almost mocking it. "It's been a while since you've last eaten. You've
been feasting on feline fantasies and that has left your gut completely
famished. Let me breeze through this Royal Rumble and see what meal I can fetch
for you."
Bethany grunted while she worked on a second portrait of
0101100101, preferring
to ignore the wind. Just as she was adding her finishing touches on two other
portraits ready for release, the wind had returned to her with a meal. She
extended her hands into the wind and a bowl landed ever so delicately onto her
cupped palms. Before Bethany could ask the question, the wind whispered to her:
"It's a bowl of delicious locusts. They are too exhausted to escape and they
want to die. You see, these locusts have travelled inside of Colonel Ben
K'Neill's body by entering his..."
Bethany was too hungry to hear the rest of the story, so she had cut the wind
short and devoured those locusts like it was the best meal she'd ever had. To
the sound of a satisfied stomach, Bethany revealed three more portraits, one of
which was a remastered reimagining that nobody asked for...
PORTRAITS PAINTED:
(54) 0101100101 - Flying Binary code "reimagined" -
(47) Ryzhik -
(20) The Fiery Assassin
Enter (42) Human Cannonball
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Dragging his cannon to the ring and puffing from the exertion is (42) Human Cannonball.
* ATTACK ORDER DICE ROLL *
(78) Superdupont attacks Glorqon
(42) Human Cannonball attacks Superdupont
(86) Glorqon attacks Superdupont
* DICE ROLL *


Superdupont rolls 11


Glorqon rolls 6
Superdupont turns to the two Glorqons and twitches his moustache. "I am the
greatest French superhero of all time, even greater than Pepé Le Pew, do not
think that standing there wibbling like a pair of oversized jelly tots scares
me!"
He whips a white flag out from under his vest, having first turned his back to
the crowd so that they can't see, and wraps it around his baguette.
His eyes glow with the colours of the french tricolour and imbue the wrapped
baguette with a special power.
Superdupont turns back to the gelatinous beings and with a 'honhonhon' hits both
on what he presumes are their heads while saying "le bop" and "le splat".
Glorqon and his duplicate lose all solidity to their mass and drip out of the
ring as a sticky purple liquid.
* DICE ROLL *


Human Cannonball rolls 3


Superdupont rolls 7
There is a loud explosion from behind Superdupont as Human Cannonball fires
himself into the ring. He hits the Frenchman square in the back and falls to the
floor with an "Oof".
Superdupont sighs, turns around and hits him on his helmeted head with his
baguette "le bam" knocking him out.
* DICE ROLL *
Glorqon rolls void
Superdupont rolls void
Glorqon is seated in many places in the crowd having reformed himself into
dozens of gelatinous beings.
Human Cannonball is seated atop his cannon at the front of the crowd.
Enter (41) Elemental Battle Golem
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(41) Elemental Battle Golem stomps in to the arena and uses his three pairs of
hands to climb up into the ring.
* ATTACK ORDER DICE ROLL *
(41) Elemental Battle Golem attacks Superdupont
(78) Superdupont attacks Elemental Battle Golem
* DICE ROLL *


Elemental Battle Golem rolls 10


Superdupont rolls 8
Elemental Battle Golem blasts Superdupont with both lightening and fireballs
sending him flying across the ring to crash into the far side.
* DICE ROLL *


Superdupont rolls 5


Elemental Battle Golem rolls 3
Superdupont shakes his head and twitches his moustache angrily. He launches
himself at the Golem and lands a series of punches faster than the eye can
follow, cracking EBG's adamantium armour and forcing him to his knees.
Enter (26) Borellus de Castres
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Sauntering in while surrounded by homunculus is another Frenchman, (26) Borellus
de Castres.
* ATTACK ORDER DICE ROLL *
(41) Elemental Battle Golem attacks Borellus de Castres
(26) Borellus de Castres attacks Superdupont
(78) Superdupont attacks no-one
* DICE ROLL *


Elemental Battle Golem rolls 7


Borellus de Castres rolls 8
As Borellus climbs into the ring, the battered Elemental Battle Golem attacks
with freezing blasts. Lenny the backup homunculus, with one eye missing and his
tights on back to front, steps in front of the attack and sends it back to where
it came from.
* DICE ROLL *


Borellus de Castres rolls 6


Superdupont rolls 6
Borellus eyes up Superdupont with disdain. "Step aside for a true Frenchman to
take centre stage" he sneers.
"A true Frenchman?" Superdupont says incredulously "have you not seen the size
of my baguette?". He waves the bread menacingly in the air.
"Pfft, I too have a magnificent baguette!" Borellus counters as he pulls out his
own French bread.
Both Frenchmen move to the centre of the ring and start duelling with their
baguettes. Elemental Battle Golem sees the opportunity to try to recover from
the beating he has taken.
REACTIONS AND COMMENTS
Pouyou-pouyou says:
ISSE POSTE HAZE NO OZEUR GOWL ZAN TOU MEYK IOU HEUNGRY
@MaxFulvus : Mine is longer than yours !
* * *
MaxFulvus replies:
Shut up and eat a kebab !
* * *
gogtrial34987 reports:
Og'rialt has been sitting glumly in the stands, nursing a massive headache and
feeling very sorry for himself. Things had started to look up when he spotted
Beldarion in that bar there - but just as he was getting started on convincing
Beldarion to join forces, magic swirled around them, and he found himself here -
with no way to locate Beldarion inside this massive crowd. This blasted
ringmaster seemed to be ahead of his every move. And with pitting all these
fighters against each other, and then isolating them amidst this bloodthirsty
crowd, the chances of anyone else teaming up to take him down were exceedingly
small.
Og'rialt shook his head in self-pity. Didn't _any_ of these fools see the value
in teamwork?
To make matters worse, even Lucy seemed to have abandoned him...
* * *
Braggadar reports:
Radaggarb the Unlean finds a baguette oozing with goo in the trash. Running the
length of the bread under his nose he smells it carefully.
Stale, but still a bit too fresh for his liking. He drops it back into the bin
with a sigh.
Enter Coral
(Sep. 12, 2022)
The band plays:
click here
Enter (49) Coral
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The sudden dampness in the ring and sound of incoming rushing water heralds the
arrival of (49) Coral.
* ATTACK ORDER DICE ROLL *
(26) Borellus de Castres attacks Superdupont
(78) Superdupont attacks Borellus de Castres
(41) Elemental Battle Golem attacks Superdupont
(49) Coral attacks Superdupont
* DICE ROLL *


Borellus de Castres rolls 6


Superdupont rolls 8
The two proud Frenchmen duel back and forth, the air full of French expletives
and Superdupont's musky smell.
Superdupont sweeps Borellus legs from under him, the alchemist falling on and
crushing poor Lenny the backup homunculus.
* DICE ROLL *


Superdupont rolls 6


Borellus de Castres rolls 8
As Superdupont stands over his opponent, gloating, Borellus flicks something in
his direction. Lucy homunculus, skinnier and slower than actual Lucy, lands by
the superhero's ear and crawls in looking for a meal.
Superdupont frantically shakes his head and digs into his earhole with his
finger while shouting "Get out of there you fat little maggot!"
* DICE ROLL *


Elemental Battle Golem rolls 7


Superdupont rolls 5
Elemental Battle Golem staggers to his feet and seeing the Frenchman distracted,
blasts him in the chest with a series of fireballs. Superdupont is sent flying
across the ring, the one saving grace being that Lucy homunculus is dislodged
from his ear before she gets a chance to munch on any brains.
* DICE ROLL *


Coral rolls 3


Superdupont rolls 4
Superdupont flies around the ring as Elemental Battle Golem unleashes freezing
blasts after him. The superhero crosses paths with the incoming Coral on her
wave. The wave is hit by EBG's freezing blast and is turned to ice.
Unable to stop herself, Coral slides into the now frozen wave face first and
knocked back onto her bum with a curse of "Ah, you son of a...!"
Portraits of two cats
matterbandit reports:
A delightful scent from the arena mingled with the wind and travelled all the
way to Bethany. This magical fragrance had aroused her
creativity. It was the sweet smell of two sweaty Frenchmen battling with their
baguettes. Suddenly, Bethany was daydreaming of her days spent
in Paris, many moons ago, before it became a bustling city, back when Paris was
but a marshy swamp. It used to be a popular spot for necrophages to congregate
during the peak of the mating season, but those days are buried in time.
Joining Bethany's daydreaming was the earthy aroma of a
battling elemental golem and the oceanic odor of sea salt. What a beautiful
bouquet this last series of battles had provided Bethany! If I
could bottle all of this up into an eau de toilette I'd be forever blissful,
Bethany whispered to herself as she took a final deep sniff of the air, before
revealing her latest creations...
PORTRAITS PAINTED: (2)
Catpain Petcool aka Patcool - (31)
Katmeleonpus
REACTIONS AND COMMENTS
MaxFulvus reports:
Upset and sad to see the crushed corpse of the homunculus Lenny, Borellus de
Castres challenges Superdupont :
- "My patience has limits, and you have just reached them. Homunculi, do you
remember your anatomy class ? It's time for practical work !
Band, play this song,
please !"
Enter Muskito
(Sep. 13, 2022)
The band plays by request:
click here
A request for the band
While Muskito approaches the ring, his manager, tag+,
approaches the band and says:
Mmmm, five fighters... maybe the band could play a fifth...
(click here to listen)
Time to dance combatants! :)
Enter (12) Muskito
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Hovering above the carnage unnoticed is (12) Muskito.
* ATTACK ORDER DICE ROLL *
(12) Muskito attacks (26) Borellus de Castres
(26) Borellus de Castres attacks (12) Muskito
(41) Elemental Battle Golem attacks no-one
(49) Coral attacks (41) Elemental Battle Golem
(78) Superdupont attacks (12) Muskito
* DICE ROLL *


Muskito rolls 7


Borellus de Castres rolls 7
Muskito attacks the French alchemist, looking forward to tasting his blood and
maybe leaving a nice tropical disease in return. As he gets close, a short
misshapen human with two shields, Shield Lady homunculus, blocks his path and
slurs the words "You shall not pass!", her shields raised to protect her master.
* DICE ROLL *


Borellus de Castres rolls 7


Muskito rolls 9
From behind the shields Borellus lobs a flask filled with an explosive compound
that he has concocted at the annoying insect. Muskito takes evasive action and
hides behind a Golem for protection.
Muskito zips back out and around the protective shield to jab mini Shield Lady
with his proboscis and infect her with a disease that leaves her swollen and
helpless.
Borellus falls to his knees "My poor baby!"
* DICE ROLL *


Coral rolls 6


Elemental Battle Golem rolls 7
Coral focuses her ire on the big lummox that froze her wave. Her voice rings out
as she tries to send Elemental Battle Golem to sleep. Her plan is working until
she involuntarily lets out a little parp, interrupting her singing as she
giggles "whoopsie".
Elemental Battle Golem shakes his head and backhands Coral, sending the Siren
flying across the ring.
* DICE ROLL *


Superdupont rolls 8


Muskito rolls 2
Muskito hovers over the helpless Borellus when he is plucked out of the air by
the strong fingers of Superdupont.
Muskito pleads with the superhero in fluent French but unfortunately his tiny
voice goes unheard.
Superdupont mutters "annoying bug" and pinches his two fingers together,
squishing Muskito in the process.
Muskito is in the crowd, gorging himself on a multitude of aliens blood.
REACTIONS AND COMMENTS
Wirvington says:
I'd never have imagined that the day would come in which I would find myself
hyped to read more about how two frenchmen argue about the size of their
baguettes.
* * *
KetobaK says:
I'm already scared D:
* * *
tag+ says:
Ohh come on Muskito...
Was your last action in the Fight club to plead in French?
If you don't speak French... and is called the Fight club for a reason...
Please, please behave yourself and stop gorging from the audience.
Here, have this Bloody Mary with extra Tabasco hot sauce instead
How old did you say you are?
Me? Old enough to be the grumpy manager...
Alright, I am sorry, I am not well. And was you the squished one...
By the way, I already booked you for a double Spa session
Let's enjoy the rest of the combats, shall we?
Cheers... I guess
What now?... Whe.re is.. my.. SupaBoosta??
:)
* * *
MaxFulvus reports:
Borellus de Castres holds in his arms the infested body of Shield Lady
homunculus. Before she dies, she whispers :
- "I would have followed you, my master, my friend, my daddy."
Borellus delicately rests the body of his homunculus on the ground, offering him
a silent prayer. Then he turns back to his homunculi, a burning fire in his eyes
:
- "My children! I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the heart of
me. A day may come when your courage fails, when we forsake our friends and
break all bonds of fellowship, but it is not this day. An hour of wolves and
shattered shields when the age of magic comes crashing down, but it is not this
day! This day we fight! By all that you hold dear good on this earth, I bid you
stand, homunculi !"
The homunculi squeal with delight, ready to gut anyone who faces them.
Before charging his opponents into the ring, Borellus creates an aura of
protection around him, then he speaks one last word :
- "For the fallen little ones".
The band, hearing his speech, decides to play this song.
* * *
Catventurer reports:
Captain Whiskers sings the
zoomies
song while practicing his zoomies.
~(=^–^) *zoom zoom*
Enter Bernard
Rumpelstiltskin
(Sep. 14, 2022)
The band plays:
click here
Enter (21) Bernard Rumpelstiltskin
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With a cry of "Alakazaam!" (21) Bernard Rumpelstiltskin magics himself into the
ring.
* ATTACK ORDER DICE ROLL *
(78) Superdupont attacks Bernard Rumpelstiltskin
(21) Bernard Rumpelstiltskin attacks Superdupont
(41) Elemental Battle Golem attacks Borellus de Castres
(26) Borellus de Castres attacks Elemental Battle Golem
(49) Coral attacks Superdupont
* DICE ROLL *


Superdupont rolls 6


Bernard Rumpelstiltskin rolls 11
Superdupont faces the slightly built mage and waves his baguette in the air
menacingly. Bernard Rumpelstiltskin doubting his magical attacks effectiveness
against a superhero takes a different approach.
He employs a school of magic that he rarely dabbles in and casts an illusion
aimed specifically at Superdupont.
In the Frenchman's mind, his beloved homeland has been invaded and conquered by
America. Its once quiet cafes have all been replaced by fast food joints as
chunky folk waddle the streets while dressed in bermuda shorts and oversized
basketball tops.
The Louvre's artwork has been swapped for baseball memorabilia and 'Karens'
haunt shops and businesses demanding that everything be done to cater to their
own specific needs.
Superdupont screams as he grasps his head in his hands. "This cannot be! What
have you done to my beautiful France, the cultural heart of the free world!?"
He flies out of the arena while screaming in despair.

* DICE ROLL *
Bernard Rumpelstiltskin rolls void
Superdupont rolls void
* DICE ROLL *


Elemental Battle Golem rolls 8


Borellus de Castres rolls 11
Inspired by their masters rousing speech, a small army of homunculi cheer and
turn towards Elemental Battle Golem with sharpened baguettes in their hands. All
except little Lucy homunculus who instead chooses to eat her baguette, lips
smacking in delight.
Elemental Battle Golem, who is running dangerously low on power takes a step
back but is overwhelmed by the onrushing tide of death and destruction.
Baguettes find weak spots in his joints, dismembering arms and legs and leaving
EBG as a pile of body parts.
* DICE ROLL *
Borellus de Castres rolls void
Elemental Battle Golem rolls void
* DICE ROLL *
Coral rolls void
Superdupont rolls void
Superdupont having seen a psychiatrist has returned to the arena and is in the
crowd munching on raw garlic.
Elemental Battle Golem having been rebuilt is in the crowd waving six giant foam
hands in the air.
New portraits
matterbandit reports:
"Thought you might be hungry again," the wind blew into Bethany's
ears. "Some time has passed since you downed that bowl of locusts."
It was true that Bethany was beginning to feel a bit peckish
again. She accepted the wind's offer and blindly extended her arms towards it.
Suddenly, she found herself hugging a bunch of authentic French baguettes!
"There were a handful of them littering the arena grounds," the wind was proud
of its bread hunt. "Some are stained in blood, others bare teeth marks. But they
remain top quality bread from France."
Bethany was grateful of the baguettes. The scent of the sweaty
frenchmen she'd been fantasizing about not too long ago still lingered on their
oven-baked crusts. Perhaps this jolt of carbs might fuel her art?
Indeed they did! For it had been a while since she released four portraits at
one go...
PORTRAITS PAINTED:
(36) TinyA - (71) Bronze Catman
- (32) Shield Lady -
(55) Ranzar
REACTIONS AND COMMENTS
AWG43 says:
Go Rolly!
* * *
Klumpen0815 reports:
Meanwhile all the little Glorqon bits slowly wobble towards Aqua.
* * *
MaxFulvus reports:
Borellus de Castres completes the ritual allowing the golem to reborn in the
form of a homunculus (now 1 meter high).
- "A nice little war machine, he thinks. Welcome, here is your new family, EGB
!"
The homunculi give him a hug and welcome him warmly.
- "I'm proud of you all, but it's not over. They're coming..."
"No remorse, no regret, no mercy !", howl the homunculi.
* * *
argamasa says:
Rolly is your turn! Go,go,go!
Enter Rolly
(Sep. 15, 2022)
The band plays:
click here
Enter (44) Rolly
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Wobbling into the arena comes the jelly with attitude (44) Rolly.
* ATTACK ORDER DICE ROLL *
(21) Bernard Rumpelstiltskin attacks Coral
(26) Borellus de Castres attacks Coral
(44) Rolly attacks Bernard Rumpelstiltskin
(49) Coral attacks Borellus de Castres
* DICE ROLL *


Bernard Rumpelstiltskin rolls 5


Coral rolls 6
Bernard revels in his victory over the French Superhero when a melodic voice
caresses his eardrums. His eyelids grow heavy as water swirls around him with
the Siren at its centre.
* DICE ROLL *


Borellus de Castres rolls 8


Coral rolls 3
With the baguettes being snaffled away by a mysterious and hungry being,
Borellus rallies his troops "Time for plan B my little ones!"
A chorus of cheers rise up all around him as the homunculi pull out their
secondary weapons, chocolate eclairs.
They advance on the siren while chanting "Eat the food or we eat your brains".
Coral finds herself surrounded as shorter, changed versions of Elemental Battle
Golem, Lady Mindy, Glanan Nightheart, Connie the Office Barbarian and The
Vagabond approach while waving sweet, succulent, chocolatey eclairs. Her mouth
drools as she drops to the floor ready to gorge on her most favourite of treats.
She notices an eclair bouncing along on its own when suddenly a little head pops
out the top as Lucy grins at her, cream running down her chin.
Five minutes later Coral leans back and loosens her belt to release the pressure
on her bloated stomach. "Screw the fight, I need a nap" she mumbles contentedly
as homunculi dance around her while holding hands.
* DICE ROLL *


Rolly rolls 11


Bernard Rumpelstiltskin rolls 7
Rolly sees the mage is still a bit drowsy from the siren song and charges in
while yelling "For Papa Rock!"
Bernard tries to turn to face his foe but finds he has been immobilized by a
slime surface. Rolly shimmies up close to him and wiggles as he unleashes the
full power of his obnoxious smell.
"God, what is that awful smell" Bernard moans "Why is that eclair dancing on its
own?" he doubles over and empties his stomach all over the canvass.
A Valkyrie flying above grumbles "I'll get the mop and bucket".
* DICE ROLL *
Coral rolls void
Borellus de Castres rolls void
Coral is chilling with the other water based contestants in the crowd.
Bernard Rumpelstiltskin is in the crowd drinking some lemonade to help settle
his stomach.
REACTIONS AND COMMENTS
argamasa says:
Great fights :)
The End is near! What nervous! Up Rolly!
* * *
Catventurer reports:
Captain Whiskers prepares for battle by... taking a catnap!
* * *
phaolo advices Captain Whiskers:
Just don't take a catnip
* * *
Catventurer replies:
I've noticed with my cats that...
fresh catnip = super zoomies
dried catnip = super nappies
Since Captain Whiskers is among the last five to enter, he'd want his legal
recreational cat drugs to be fresh going in and dried after.
* * *
bler144 says:
Alas, Coral. May she rest in peace.
* * *
MaxFulvus reports:
Borellus de Castres places Coral homunculus in a small aquarium with wheels. The
siren sings a beautiful melody to her new friends, sitting around the aquarium.
Meanwhile, Borellus keeps an eye on Rolly and Gologomir Vitalis, thinking of a
way to defeat them...
Enter Gologomir Vitalis The
Squad Killer
(Sep. 16, 2022)
The band plays:
click here
Enter (75) Gologomir Vitalis The Squad Killer
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The Vesk Mercenary, (75) Gologomir Vitalis The Squad Killer stomps into the
arena dishing out mean looks to anyone brave enough to meet his eyes.
* ATTACK ORDER DICE ROLL *
(26) Borellus de Castres attacks Rolly
(44) Rolly attacks Gologomir Vitalis The Squad Killer
(75) Gologomir Vitalis The Squad Killer attacks Borellus de Castres
* DICE ROLL *


Borellus de Castres rolls 6


Rolly rolls 7
Rolly sees the oncoming wave of homunculi and begins a frantic war dance. He
wobbles to the left, then sharply wiggles to the right before bobbing up and
down on the spot, making strange squelching noises.
The bloodcurdling screams of Borellus little helpers is cut short as the ring is
torn asunder by an earthquake and rocks fall from the sky.
Lady Mindy and The Vagabond are crushed by one particularly large Rock to which
Rolly cheers "Yay, Dad!".
* DICE ROLL *


Rolly rolls 12


Gologomir Vitalis The Squad Killer rolls 4
Gologomir strides into the ring and starts blasting with his laser cannon while
laughing maniacally. As everyone ducks for cover, in the crowd as well as the
ring, Rolly anchors himself to the canvass with super jelly suction and grips
hold of Rock.
He swings his Father around and round with the native flexibility of his Jelly
heritage and as the mighty Vesk mercenary
gets close, Rolly lets go. Rock hits Gologomir square in the chest and takes him
clear of the ring to collide with the far wall of the arena with a bloody splat.
* DICE ROLL *
Gologomir Vitalis The Squad Killer rolls void
Borellus de Castres rolls void
Gologomir Vitalis The Squad Killer is sat in the Crowd, crunching on a roasted
pigs head.
New portraits
matterbandit reports:
Since the beginning of the tournament, Bethany had painted
portraits on a famished and growling stomach, but it would appear that the
recent royal rumbles provided her with a buffet of "weapons" to feast on. From
starving artist to bloated artist, in a matter of rounds!
The bowl of locusts and French baguettes had been a blessing on these bloodied
grounds, but never in a million moons did Bethany expect to be
munching on a chocolate eclair at such a violent venue. She could not believe
her empty eye sockets when the wind pushed this sleek chocolately delight
against her necrophage lips. I feel like I am at the Food Fight Club, she joked
to the wind.
Suddenly, Bethany's attention went from her tummy to her ears.
Above the crowded arena, an orchestra of cat meows clawed the air, matched by a
rude and cocky cock-a-doodle-doo from a boisterous rooster. Fowl and feline,
Bethany rolled those words on her taste buds, her mouth
watering once again.
"Are you going to reveal your newest portraits?" was the wind's attempt at
distracting Bethany from her new-found gluttony. And with that
distraction, Bethany's appetite returned to her art...
PORTRAITS PAINTED:
(76) The Rider Who Wears A Mask -
(12) Muskito
REACTIONS AND COMMENTS
argamasa says:
Wow! A Team-combo, how clever! I laughed a lot with this fight xD
* * *
matterbandit says:
This had me in tears! xD Lucy popping her head out of a
chocolate eclair was just brilliant! Poor Coral. But to be
honest, death by chocolate eclair is how I want to go. ;)
* * *
MaxFulvus reports:
- "Homunculi, one more effort, we are close to victory. Whatever happens, know
that even the smallest person can change the course of the future".
Galvanized, the homunculi face new entrants to the ring, doing a ritual dance
similar to the Haka of Maori culture, including facial contortions, poking out
the tongue and other gestures that politeness prevents us from detailing here.
* * *
KetobaK tells Bernard Rumpelstiltskin [who is in the crowd
drinking some lemonade to help settle his stomach:]
Drink well buddy, you put up a fight :')
Enter Captain Whiskers, Rude
Rooster, Vasily, Marge the Mega Mini Cleaner and P-AE00FF
(Sep. 18, 2022)
The band played different tunes during these final fights,
so each section will feature its own music.
Enter (16) Captain Whiskers, (81) Rude Rooster, (10) Vasily, (7) Marge the Mega Mini Cleaner and (35) P-AE00FF
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The band plays:
click here.
(16) Captain Whiskers zoomies in to loud mewling cheers from the multitude of
cats in the crowd.
(81) Rude Rooster follows while grouching "****ing cats, I'm gonna turn y'all
into a new carpet for my Ma".
With a roar (10) Vasily enters while scanning the crowd for evil scientists.
HONK HONK, here comes (7) Marge the Mega Mini Cleaner
The purple sentience that is (35) P-AE00FF drifts in, scouting those that oppose
it.
* ATTACK ORDER DICE ROLL *
(10) Vasily attacks P-AE00FF
(35) P-AE00FF attacks no-one
(26) Borellus de Castres attacks Marge the Mega Mini Cleaner
(81) Rude Rooster attacks Captain Whiskers
(16) Captain Whiskers attacks Rude Rooster
(7) Marge the Mega Mini Cleaner attacks P-AE00FF
(44) Rolly attacks no-one
* DICE ROLL *


Vasily rolls 8


P-AE00FF rolls 7
The purple entity P-AE00FF drifts in closer to better examine the ursine
creature sat in the middle of the ring. While it has seen similar creatures
before, the intricate scars on the head of this one points to experimentation
and possible alteration.
Vasily stands up to his full 9 feet in height and scratches his arse. As he
does, his massive frame blocks the light and casts a deep shadow over P-AE00FF
who recoils in horror.
* DICE ROLL *


Borellus de Castres rolls 6


Marge the Mega Mini Cleaner rolls 7
Borellus eyes Marge the Mega Mini Cleaner and licks his lips thinking what a
wonderful homunculus she would make. Marge sensing danger slams on the
accelerator, honks her horn and barrels through the alchemist and his entourage
scattering them like skittles.
* DICE ROLL *


Rude Rooster rolls 7


Captain Whiskers rolls 7
Rude Rooster looks around anxiously at his enclosed surroundings and the large
crowd as his Agoraphobia threatens to take over.
Captain Whiskers arches his back and hisses at the fat, smelly bird.
* DICE ROLL *


Captain Whiskers rolls 5


Rude Rooster rolls 7
Rude Rooster sees the hissing little cat and spits on the floor. He pulls a
large salmon from behind his back and slaps
Captain Whiskers across the face, knocking him dizzy.
* DICE ROLL *


Marge the Mega Mini Cleaner rolls 9


P-AE00FF rolls 9
Marge does wheelspins around the ring as she takes stock of a strange purple
essence. P-AE00FF is delighted to get to study a being that it has never seen
before, dreaming of the accolades he will receive when he returns to his own
race.
The fight continues
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The band plays:
click here.
* ATTACK ORDER DICE ROLL *
(10) Vasily attacks P-AE00FF
(81) Rude Rooster attacks no-one
(16) Captain Whiskers attacks Vasily
(35) P-AE00FF attacks Marge the Mega Mini Cleaner
(7) Marge the Mega Mini Cleaner attacks Vasily
(44) Rolly attacks Vasily
(26) Borellus de Castres attacks Captain Whiskers
* DICE ROLL *


Vasily rolls 5


P-AE00FF rolls 5
P-AE00FF returns for another look at the great bear making sure to keep out of
his shadow. Vasily sniffs the air and looks around the ring to see if any of his
opponents are edible.
* DICE ROLL *


Captain Whiskers rolls 2


Vasily rolls 5
Captain Whiskers feels very grumpy after being smacked with a fish. He spots the
bear and does a zoomie towards it, ready to deliver a nasty cat disease with one
of his bites. As he gets close Vasily yawns and plops down onto his haunches,
squashing the little cat in the process.
* DICE ROLL *


P-AE00FF rolls 11


Marge the Mega Mini Cleaner rolls 5
Marge sees an opportunity to knock out both the bear and the strange purple
essence in one go. She turns her headlights on full beam and honks gleefully as
she revs towards them.
'Oh dear' P-AE00FF thinks as the headlights hit him filling his being with too
much energy to contain. A powerful solar blast later and a smoking Marge the
Mega Mini Cleaner is seen flying through the sky.
* DICE ROLL *
Marge the Mega Mini Cleaner rolls void
Vasily rolls void
* DICE ROLL *


Rolly rolls 8


Vasily rolls 8
Vasily turns his head towards a jelly that has just wobbled up beside him. He
sniffs it and wrinkles his nose in disgust deciding not to eat it.
Rolly in turn sniffs the bear and mumbles "You think I smell bad!"
* DICE ROLL *
Borellus de Castres rolls void
Captain Whiskers rolls void
Captain Whiskers and Marge the Mega Mini Cleaner both join the crowd.
REACTIONS AND COMMENTS
Oddeus says:
Captain Whiskers, noooooo! Our last hope has been crushed. A sad day for the
cats, and thus for the whole world.
* * *
FrostburnPhoenix tells Oddeus:
You still have Borellus de Castres. He can still win with an army of kittens at
his side.
* * *
Lazarus_03 tells Oddeus:
"A sad day for the cats, and thus for the whole world."
(good thing I am not of this world…)
LOL Box!Well my unfortunate-self am, but sign me off of this
cat fandomism too. .
(psychical fist bump!!!) || Psychical fist bump!!!
(sooo proud of you Manager.)
Right back at you Box.
* * *
Catventurer tells Lazarus_03:
That's okay... lizards, snakes ferrets, rats, mice, fish, birds, and dogs all
need their fans too. I'm supporting you liking whatever it is that you like. <3
* * *
Lazarus_03 replies to Catventurer:
Aww, thank you so much for being so considera--
* Chatter-Flash-box * (note: flashback)

(you were saying? :P)
OH CRAP!
* * *
Vinry_. reports:
*shouts Shield Lady from the crowd as she tightly hugs her two shields on her
lap*
"Borellus de Castres! You better win or I won't forgive you for using me as your
homunculus!"
Also, it is indeed a sad time to all cats around the world as well as all that
is clean in this universe. Cheer up, Captain Whiskers and Marge the Mega Mini
Cleaner! For having reached this far into the tournament is already a great feat
on its own.
* * *
Catventurer reports:
After finding himself teleported into the crowd, Captain Whiskers thinks that
this means that he is King of the Crowd. He proceeds to hop into laps, purring
and rubbing up to everyone in the crowd with no regards to what they look like
or if they were a prior nemesis.
* * *
MaxFulvus reports:
With the defeat of Captain Whiskers, Borellus de Castres is now in possession of
the homunculi of all of the Fight Club's feline fighters. Most of them now look
like kittens, but they crave revenge and Borellus wants to exploit their
resentment.
- "Do you know the story of the cats of Ulthar ?", he asks them.
- "It's bullshit ! A story invented by a failed writer", replies with contempt
Captain Whiskers.
- "Absolutely not, says Borellus. There are many stories of cats who, moved by
dark forces, united and took revenge on humans who persecuted them. All are
true, because alone you are weak, but together you are more formidable than any
living creature, and don't forget that you have 9 lives !".
The mini cats look at each other, feeling they still have a role to play in this
tournament.
"Like the cats of Ulthar, unite and devour your foes. With your new homunculi
friends, you are the masters of the Fight Club. Fight for me and you will live
forever in glory and abundance. To war !" shouts Borellus.
"Meowwww !" answer the homunculi cats, followed by cheers from the other little
warriors.
* * *
Catventurer clarifies:
Clarification: Captain Whiskers doesn't oppose either HP Lovecraft or his
writings. While he's just an ordinary cat with ordinary cat sensibilities, his
manager (myself) is well aware that Lovecraft himself knew that felines were far
superior to everything else.
Five fighters remain
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The band plays:
click here.
* ATTACK ORDER DICE ROLL *
(26) Borellus de Castres attacks Rolly
(81) Rude Rooster attacks no-one
(44) Rolly attacks P-AE00FF
(10) Vasily attacks no-one
(35) P-AE00FF attacks Vasily
* DICE ROLL *


Borellus de Castres rolls 6


Rolly rolls 8
"Attack!" shouts Borellus as he and his private army bear down on Rolly. The
cats homunculi - Catpain Patcool, Captain Whiskers, Neo Cat, Katmeleonpus,
Ryzhik, Bronze Catman, Rose The Untamed - charge ahead meowing ferociously.
Rolly constricts with concentration as he pictures the Cerberus Lily from the
first fight club. Using the technique taught to him by the monks of Um Bongo
mountain monastery, he takes the form of said three headed dog.
Rolly lets out a triple roar and the cats, well kittens, scatter in panic.
* DICE ROLL *


Rolly rolls 7


P-AE00FF rolls 6
P-AE00FF moves forward to study the strange but well travelled jelly being in
closer detail. One of the dog heads belches out a cloud of pure blackness and
P-AE00FF beats a hasty retreat.
* DICE ROLL *


P-AE00FF rolls 5


Vasily rolls 11
P-AE00FF returns to the bear that so fascinates him. Vasily is tired and wants
some privacy to rest his eyes. He looks around and gets agitated by the
surrounding crowd, sure that there are evil scientists mingled in, watching him.
The great bear climbs out of the ring with the purple essence following him and
grabs it between his mighty paws.
With a roar he lifts the ring up and gives it a shake, sending homunculi and
contestants flying in the process. He then lowers the ring on top of himself to
form a makeshift cave that he can sleep in.
A pitch black makeshift cave that P-AE00FF fails to react to in time as he
slowly fades out of existence with no light to sustain him.
P-AE00FF is reborn in the crowd with many interesting subjects to study around
him.
REACTIONS AND COMMENTS
CervelloYM says:
Mah mama sayd these kittens are too small for a carpet but they will be pretty
as a peach for fur slippers
Now aah git Borellus madder than a wet hen :D
Four fighters remain
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The band plays:
click here.
* ATTACK ORDER DICE ROLL *
(44) Rolly attacks Rude Rooster
(26) Borellus de Castres attacks Rude Rooster
(81) Rude Rooster attacks Vasily
(10) Vasily attacks Rolly
* DICE ROLL *


Rolly rolls 9


Rude Rooster rolls 6
Rude Rooster gags at an awful smell and spins around to face the oncoming Rolly.
He attacks with one of his high pitched screams but Rolly's jelly form ripples
as it absorbs the attack.
Rolly forms himself into a cube and engulfs the obnoxious bird, overpowering him
through a combination of his stink and Roosters agoraphobia.
* DICE ROLL *
Borellus de Castres rolls void
Rude Rooster rolls void
* DICE ROLL *
Rude Rooster rolls void
Vasily rolls void
* DICE ROLL *


Vasily rolls 4


Rolly rolls 7
Vasily, in anger at having his sleep disturbed, blasts a hole through the bottom
of the ring with his laser vision. He climbs through and roars with anger.
As he climbs through though, he gets stuck in a pool of Rolly's slime. Whoops
sound from the crowd as a horde of formerly disguised evil scientists descend to
recapture the bear.
Panic fills Vasily's eyes and he lifts the whole ring that he is stuck too and
legs it for the exit.
Vasily is sat in the crowd surrounded by bones and bloodied lab coats.
REACTIONS AND COMMENTS
ThatGuyWithTheThing says:
Nooooo, P-AE00FF! I was rooting for ya!
Final
vs

Two contestants remain and face each other on the now bare concrete floor.
Rolly the jelly who has done his family proud on one side, Borellus de Castres
and his minions on the other.
* DICE ROLL *


(26) Borellus de Castres rolls 3


(44) Rolly rolls 6
The exhausted Frenchman remembers his last encounter with the jelly and moves
forward cautiously with his remaining homunculi by his side. Borellus eyes go
wide as he recognises Rolly's attack dance "Run my little ones" he shouts, but
it is too late.
As Rolly finishes bobbing up and down on the spot he calls out "Come to me now
Dad, my aunts and uncles! Now is the time for our family to shine!"
An earthquake shakes the arena as rocks of all shapes and sizes fall on Borellus
de Castres and his helpers. When the dust settles Borellus sinks to his knees
and sobs "My poor babies!" as he looks around at the shattered bodies of his
homunculi. He gathers them up in his arms and declares "You will live again,
mark my words!"
Rolly is the champion of Fight Club.
STATS
Order in which the fighters entered the ring:
01 - (15) Louise the Lobster
02 - (17) Mors the Plaguebearer
03 - (38) Chatterbox
04 - (68) Neptun
05 - (25) Aqua
06 - (24) Neo Cat
07 - (22) Colonel Ben K'Neill
08 - (50) Fighting for Dummies
09 - (69) Soichiro Honda
10 - (86) Glorqon
11 - (31) Katmeleonpus
12 - (78) Superdupont
13 - (42) Human Cannonball
14 - (41) Elemental Battle Golem
15 - (26) Borellus de Castres
16 - (49) Coral
17 - (12) Muskito
18 -
(21) Bernard Rumpelstiltskin
19 -
(44) Rolly
20 - (75) Gologomir Vitalis The Squad Killer
21-25 - (16) Captain Whiskers (*)
21-25 - (81) Rude Rooster (*)
21-25 - (10) Vasily (*)
21-25 - (7) Marge the Mega Mini Cleaner (*)
21-25 - (35) P-AE00FF (*)
(*) Note: These last five fighters entered together.
Order in which the fighters were defeated:
01 - (15) Louise the Lobster - defeated by (38) Chatterbox
02 - (68) Neptun - defeated by (38) Chatterbox
03 - (25) Aqua - defeated by (38) Chatterbox
04 - (38) Chatterbox - defeated by (17) Mors the Plaguebearer
05 - (24) Neo Cat - defeated by (17) Mors the Plaguebearer
06 - (50) Fighting for Dummies - defeated by (17) Mors the Plaguebearer
07 - (22) Colonel Ben K'Neill - defeated by (17) Mors the Plaguebearer
08 - (17) Mors the Plaguebearer - defeated by (86) Glorqon
09 - (31) Katmeleonpus - defeated by (78) Superdupont
10 - (69) Soichiro Honda - defeated by (86) Glorqon
11 - (86) Glorqon - defeated by (78) Superdupont
12 - (42) Human Cannonball - defeated by (78) Superdupont
13 - (12) Muskito - defeated by (78) Superdupont
14 - (78) Superdupont - defeated by (21) Bernard Rumpelstiltskin
15 - (41) Elemental Battle Golem - defeated by (26) Borellus de Castres
16 - (49) Coral - defeated by (26) Borellus de Castres
17 - (21) Bernard Rumpelstiltskin - defeated by (44) Rolly
18 - (75) Gologomir Vitalis The Squad Killer - defeated by (44) Rolly
19 -
(16) Captain Whiskers - defeated by (10) Vasily
20 -
(7) Marge the Mega Mini Cleaner - defeated by (35) P-AE00FF
21 - (35) P-AE00FF - defeated by (10) Vasily
22 - (81) Rude Rooster - defeated by (44) Rolly
23 - (10) Vasily - defeated by (44) Rolly
24 - (26) Borellus de Castres - defeated by (44) Rolly
Fighters order by number of oponents defeated in the Royal Rumble:
5 - (44) Rolly
4 - (17) Mors the Plaguebearer
4 - (78) Superdupont
3 - (38) Chatterbox
2 - (86) Glorqon
2 - (26) Borellus de Castres
2 - (10) Vasily
1 - (21) Bernard Rumpelstiltskin
1 - (35) P-AE00FF
REACTIONS AND COMMENTS
51nikopol says:
Congrats Rolly! Thanks Doc for the great fight descriptions.
* * *
triock says:
Finally, my death is avenged.
Congrats to Rolly, well played.
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bler144 says:
All hail the champion!
(And also, above all, doc)
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.Keys says:
Congrats Rolly!
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greeklover says:
Congrats to the champion Rolly, the last matches of the royal rumble were very
close. And thanks Doc and the rest of the people for the entertainment
* * *
AWG43 says:
Well played, Rolly! My congratulations!
Reading all the fights was a lot of fun. Thanks, Doc!
* * *
Clairsentient says:
Congrats Rolly and Borellus de Castres!
* * *
ThatGuyWithTheThing says:
Congrats to Rolly! Rolly also seems to be the one with 5 wins now!
(link)
https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/15suNGb9T1DjHnIKHygPwRbzqtxnKGzsSikpBxFeUdRg/edit?usp=sharing
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ywzywz says:
Rolly Rocks.
* * *
bhrigu says:
Congratulations to the champion and all the other entrants.
Thank you Doc for making the competition such a fun event here on the forum.
Praise be to all who wrote such interesting characters, and to Doc and all
others for writing such absorbing and fun narratives.
* * *
Ice_Mage reports:
Vasily isn't quite sure how he ended up in the middle of so many angry people,
but he's relieved that's all over now. What he does know is that all that
fighting has made him rather hungry. He peaceably licks his wounds for a while,
before setting off to look for food. In the distance, the lights of a
convenience store grab his attention.
* * *
mrkgnao says:
A most befitting final die rolly! Congratulations!
* * *
Wirvington reports:
Congrats champ, well fought!
Sri Sri Sri watched from the sidelines how one of his subordinates seemed to be
on a roll. Intrigued by by the prospect of his success, he began to ponder
whether Rolly's parents had had their chakras cosmically aligned before they had
named him as such and thus had granted him unearthly rolling powers. "How much
would such a service sell for? Could it, perhaps, work retroactively?". He was,
of course, considering the later question out of curiosity and not with a casino
in mind.
He took a mental note to approach the jelly once the tournament was over. After
all, no cult leader could be properly acknowledged as such until he/she drove a
cult leader car, and -Sri Sri Sri thought-, he could always benefit from the
cosmic powers of his devotee by smudging him over his trusty Fiat Topolino, thus
effectively turning it into a Rollys-Royce, and just make everyone roll with it
as if it was the real thing by the grace of the all mighty chakras. It all made
sense in his mind, if his assumptions were right, he'd soon be as popular as Sri
Sri had been.
P.S: Witnessing the last thing standing recognised as victor of the Fight Club
by everyone, Sri Sri Sri suddenly had an epiphany. He opened his new notebook
and searched frantically until he found what he was looking for:
"If Rolly wins, I'm hoping he'll pick as the tournament's prize the possibility
to rename the fight club's Royal Rumble to the Rollyer Rumble instead. (lol, so
funny)."
This confirmed his suspicions and cleared his mind of any futile and ephemeral
doubt it could have somehow somewhen hosted, he was no charlatan and never had
been, he was, after all, a visionary.
* * *
DiffuseReflection reports:
Connie nods in respect to Rolly. "Congratulations, warrior."
Thank you Doc and all participating entrants, artists, and keepers of the
records for this wonderful spectacle!
* * *
InSaintMonoxide says:
Conglaturation, Rolly!
(link)
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nevarRed says:
And we have a winner. Congrats Rolly!
* * *
Ruvika says:
Congratulations Rolly and Borellus de Castres! The Fight Club was great :D
* * *
Mister.Wolf says:
Congratulations Rolly, and to the trainer Argamasa ^^
Borellus de Castres stood proudly down to the last, meriting props as well !
* * *
matterbandit says:
To all the Royal Rumblers who fought nobly and died not so nobly (LOL!), I want
to say GREAT JOB! :)
To frenchie Borellus de Castres who made it all the way to the top two, if I
may: je suis tres fiere de toi! ;)
To everyone: what a memorable cast of misfits I have had the great pleasure to
meet! xD Saddened to see this coming to an end.
Doc, I can't wait to attend tomorrow's crowning ceremony! This will be exciting!
:)
And to you, Rolly, congrats on your big win! Daddy Rock be very proud of you...
* * *
argamasa says:
Totally unexpected!!
Glory for a day to Rolly! Exhausted for all the fights he is with the rest of
the characters in the Beach Bar celebrating that no one has been injured.
With the pride of the victory he ends up in a hug with his father Rock. That's a
big tale for a little jelly. "Now i can go back to our home and rest, maybe i
will open a fight academy".
Congrats to all the participants, a lot of funny in this hot summer. The amazing
work of Bethany ;) and the great imagination of Doc, you improved our characters
("a date with the High Priestess of Myrglefurgle Alpha 7" XD).
Will it be a third time? I hope so. Rolly promises to train a new and surprising
fighter. :)
* * *
BenKii says:
Congrats argamasi (Rolly) on first place and MaxFulvus (Borellus de Castres) on
second place. Hope y'all pick out some really nice games. :D
* * *
Vinry_. says:
Congratulations Rolly! Well played!
* * *
tag+ says:
And the winner is Rolly!
* * *
krugos2 says:
Congratulations to the new Fight Club champion, Rolly, and to the second place
winner, Borellus de Castres!
Thank you to everyone who participated, making this event so much fun!
Special thanks to matterbandit who added color with his wonderful portraits!
And lastly, a very special thanks to Doc, whose writing skills and creativity
brought us a great event filled with so much humor and cool batlles.
I look forward to the champion's crowning tomorrow! :D
* * *
Cavalary reports:
Kisha cheers along with the rest of the crowd, then once the noise and
enthusiasm settles down a little, finds herself thinking that it was probably
better to be knocked out in the first round. Sure, being whacked with stale
bread and then covered in snail slime was awfully unpleasant and she'd rather
not remember that moment anymore, but that didn't last long and then she was
able to just watch the fights without worrying about her next one.
And, among all the craziness and excitement, she finds herself oddly surprised
by how... suitable the two finalists were. Something like a gelatinous blob but
with much more of a mind and offensive powers and a summoner/alchemist? She had
helped in fights against foes that were pretty similar to them before and knew
how formidable they can be.
* * *
Lazarus_03 says:
Congrats Borellus de Castres and Rolly!
I have mixed emotions since I wasn't quite ready for it to end yet. There were
still 5 contenders the last time I checked, after all.
Anyway, there are specific persons I wished to thank for the entertainment they
have provided me throughout the competition, including the Shadowy Master.
But I'll save those after the closing ceremony.
* * *
Catventurer reports:
Congrats Rolly and Borellus de Castres!
Captain Whiskers offers Rolly a high paw!
(=චᆺච=)ノ o
Captain Whiskers offers Borellus de Castres a high paw!
(=චᆺච=)人(=චᆺච=)
* * *
Enebias reports:
Well played, well played!
Despite still not understanding the point of violence and having climbed the
ranks of the tournament entirely by chance, P-AE00FF is very satisfied: never
such an amount of weird beings has ever been witnessed at once!
The strangest of them all still has no explanation though... the mysterious
shadowy figure.
* * *
Sulibor says:
Congratulations to the finalists!
New portraits
matterbandit reports:
Bethany stood very still before her easel, clenching her paint
brushes. She should have been painting, but her senses were glued to the arena
like a blind water hag before headlights. The Royal Rumble was
at its final stretch. Tensions were high, as the final fighters were battling it
off for the crown!
Bethany held her breath when it was announced that one of the
two standing survivors was Borellus de Castres, her baguette
dream boy. She could smell his exhaustion in the wind. The other scent was that
of a fiesty jelly rock. The latter proved to be quite the unexpected little
threat, from what she observed in the last string of battles. And before
Bethany could blink an empty eye socket, the Royal Rumble
came to a crushing conclusion. Literally. As a shower of rocks fell upon
Borellus de Castres and his furry little minions, and with them,
Bethany's heart. But, in true necrophage fashion, her grief was
very short-lived. Is that kitten gazpacho I smell coming from those rocks,
Bethany wondered, her stomach growling once again.
As Rolly was pronouced the grand victor of this year's
Fight Club Tournament and the crowd cheered in anticipation of his
official crowning, Bethany released a handful of portraits...
PORTRAITS PAINTED:
(82) Unit 14QN9 - (33) Smartlock
aka Pattrick - (10) Vasily -
(28) Bear Airport
The Champion is Crowned
(Sep. 19, 2022)
Rolly stands proudly in the middle of the arena...

Rolly stands proudly in the middle of the arena as the crowd cheers. There is a
yapping noise followed by the arrival of Mr Chips dragging a trophy behind him,
tail wagging as always.

(click to enlarge)
The little dog drops the trophy by Rolly, sniffs it and then cocks his leg to
leave his scent. He goes to leave the arena but stops and turns to the crowd
with a little "Rrrrr" which is met with meows and hisses. Happy as always, Mr
Chips bounds for the exit.
The Shadowy Figure steps forward and clears his throat. He mumbles "Now where
are my notes from last time, ah here they are."
"There we have your champion. He is neither the strongest, the smartest nor the
scariest among you but one thing he does have is the eye of lady luck."
Rolly grabs the trophy as he is illuminated in a beam of light and lifts it to
rapturous applause from the crowd.

(click to enlarge)
* The Prizes *

Rolly as the winner can have any three games of his choice, please message me
what games you want. You are also to pick your two favourite characters from
fight club to get one game each of their choice. Please post who you have picked
and why you have picked them. They can not be the runner up or the winner of
most fights in the Royal Rumble.

Borellus de Castres as the runner-up gets to pick any two games for himself,
please message me what games you want.
Rolly won the most fights in the Royal Rumble but as the champion is ineligible
for this prize.

Superdupont and Mors the Plaguebearer with 4 wins each are therefore the winners
of most fights won in the Royal Rumble and get to pick one game each, please
message me what game you want.
One player is to be picked at random to win a game, this will happen after Rolly
has nominated his two favourite characters to win a game.
Once this is completed we will move onto the next phase of prize collecting.
Rolly picks his two favorite fighters and Doc picks a random winner
argamasa (Rolly's manager) reports:
"With great power comes great responsibility."
Well son, said Rock, you have fought honorably and your mom would be proud. So
you must pick two mates to up the stand. What's your choice, why not a cat?
Oh, there were too many that it's impossible to decide which is more purrrrfect
and meeewcute.
Now that's Rolly two character selection:

Colonel Ben K'Neill , is has been a great fun follow the little
space stories, and the character is cool.

Radaggarb the Unclean, his battles has been the most dirty of
all of them. I would like to erase it of my mind. ;)
Thanks Doc for all the entertainment you give us! And thanks for this great
community, you rules!
* * *
After Rolly nominated his two favourite characters, Doc0075
said:
Thank you, I can now put everyones number into random.org and pick my random
winner, who is - (25) Aqua.

A little bit of drinking. A little bit of dancing. And a little bit of painting.
matterbandit reports:
Who said Bethany was going anywhere? ;) There still remains a good dozen more
portraits to create! At the moment, Bethany is enjoying the festivities in
honour of Rolly's crowning. A little bit of drinking. A little bit of dancing.
Or maybe, not so little bit.
Worry not, my friend. Bethany has made a promise to herself and to all the brave
fighters of this tournament, that she will not leave the premises until she
paints a portrait of everybody. She is very loyal that way.
Truth be told, it is more than just a promise. It's a contractual obligation.
That piece of paper she signed for the shady administration at the Fight Club
Museum, clearly stated (the words were read to her in a menacing voice) that
should she fail to keep her end of the bargain, they would confiscate the swamp
lands where she and all of her necrophage neighbourhood live and convert those
marshlands into unaffordable luxury condominions for humans. It appears that
paper can indeed instill fear in even the bravest of souls, a lesson we the
spectators learned all too well when we witnessed Encyclopedia fighting in the
arena not too long ago. xD
But rest assured. Though fear may sometimes give Bethany a motivational kick in
the rear, she has always and will always paint straight from her heart. ;)
PICTURES PAINTED: Mr. Chips -
Rolly Crowned
REACTIONS AND COMMENTS
Klumpen0815 says:
Congrats to the winners.
At least I got 4 wins, I didn't even expect that.
* * *
ConsulCaesar says:
Congratulations!
* * *
AB2012 says:
Congrats Rolly, and well written as always Doc0075!
* * *
frost0 says:
Congratulations to the best fighters!
Rolly being such a simple yet weird idea. I love it.
* * *
bluethief says:
Big congratulations to Rolly for being the winner of this
tournament.
To Borellus de Castres, for the honourable second place.
* * *
AlexTerranova says:
Congratulations to argamasa and other winners! Thanks, Doc0075 for
entertainment! :)
* * *
AWG43 says:
That's a fine ending screen for a great game Doc has created! :)
Opening a fight academy sounds awesome.
* * *
krugos2 says:
Congratulations to all the winners. :)
* * *
triock says:
Congrats to all the winners and thanks Doc for another fun event.
* * *
Mister.Wolf says:
On top of the amazingness that results from running and writing the Fight Club
itself, full merit to Doc and contributing writer Wirvington, it is important to
add the following note...
Supreme effort on building and updating a dedicated website, Krugos, and
top grades to everyone that contributed to its awesome content, be it BenKii's
additional text, matterbandit's distinguishing artwork, and
ThatGuyWithTheThing's complementing stats.
Much like Rolly, you all rock ^^/
* * *
ashwald reports:
Unit 14QN9 has enjoyed the champion's show of power. It clicks its pincers in
appreciation at Rolly's direction.
Congratulations to the winners and many thanks to Doc for yet another fun round
of the Fight Club, krugos2 and ThatGuyWithTheThing for documenting the event,
Wirvington for assisting with the writing, and matterbandit for the portraits!
* * *
Doc0075 says:
Just come online to give my thanks to ThatGuyWithTheThing, mrkgnao, krugos2,
matterbandit and Wirvington's contributions to this years fight Club.
* * *
ThatGuyWithTheThing replies to Doc:
Thank you for one of the most fun threads to grace these forums
and for your generosity!
* * *
matterbandit replies to doc:
I smuggled my smartphone into the washroom at work just to catch Rolly's
crowning ceremony! xD Thought you should know. :P
For years you have provided me and everyone else here the most fun forum events
ever. You have a gift for creating a space where we all get along and laugh,
while we kick the sh_t out of eachother. ;) What you do here means so much to
me, that it inspired me to birth Bethany.
So, in short, it should be me thanking you, Doc. :)
* * *
Oddeus says:
Congratulation to the winners! And many thanks to all who have contributed to
this great event.
One day, when humanitty is no more, and aliens find the recordings of all the
tournaments, they will wonder about the strange creatures that inhabited this
planet. :)
* * *
argamasa says:
Congrats krugos2 for your work. You have done an excellent work updating the
page.
¡¡Enhorabuena!!
* * *
Klumpen0815 says:
Thanks to everyone who has put work into this, especially Doc0075, Krugos2 and
matterbandit (can Glorqon get a portrait too?).
I followed the thread every day, which is something I haven't done on GOG for
many years.
Getting people to be creative is always great and since we're all in front of a
keyboard here, this has worked way better than all the drawing, painting and
music GAs I have seen so far.
Good job.
* * *
KetobaK says:
I lost against the best, period. Congratulations Rolly!!!! Congrats to Borellus
de Castres and all the other winnes!
Congratulations to Doc0075 for and amazing event :D
That's how you make a giveaway.
To the other players my best wishes and thanks for make GOG an awesome
community! <3
Special mention to matterbandit for the awesomes portraits of all the
characters; and to krugos2 for the page that allow you to keep on day with the
fight!
* * *
mrkgnao says:
Congratulations to the numerous winners and many thanks to Doc0075 and his
helpful elves (especially krugos2 and matterbandit).
I'm sorry I was unable to continue the statistics thread I had begun, but real
life intruded. Perhaps I'll pick it up next time (hint: there was supposed to be
a plot twist) or perhaps I'll unravel a new one.
* * *
MaxFulvus says:
Thanks and bravo to Doc0075 for managing this 2nd edition of the Fight Club.
Thanks to Matterbandit for your great portraits and Krugos2 for keeping records
of the fights.
Thanks to all who helped Doc to manage the FC.
Thanks to all the fighters and congrats to Argamasa for being the winner.
I didn't expect to go so far with my alchemist and his minions. It's good to
have the occasion to write and invent the background of a character that I
appreciated gradually, from a dark alchemist to a man who considered his
homunculi as his children.
* * *
BenKii says:
Thank you so much argamasi! I'm so glad you liked the little story I typed up
for K'Neill and crew. I was going through my wishlist and saw I had Stargate:
Timekeepers on it and thought 'Hey, that would be apropos to ask for' until I
saw it wasn't released yet and it had no preorder option. So I'll instead ask
for No Man's Sky and explore space virtually. :)
Thanks again Doc the giveaway and the awesome fight club. And congrats to the
additional winners.
* * *
Trid says:
Congrats to everyone and big thx for fun event to the Doc and all who helped, it
was so much fun!
* * *
Carradice says:
Congrats to the winners!!!!
* * *
ariaspi says:
Congratulations to the finalists, and big thanks to Doc and his helpers for such
a ride! :)
* * *
briareoushex says:
Congratulations to the winners!
* * *
park_84 says:
Congrats Rolly!
And thanks people for this kind of threads :)
* * *
igorche9 says:
Congrats to the winners!!!!
Thank you Doc0075 for managing Fight Club, it was fun, like reading a good book.
Thank you Matterbandit for your great portraits and Krugos2 for the website.
* * *
krugos2 says:
Thanks to all who sent kind words regarding the website, I'm glad you enjoyed
it! :)
* * *
altosy says:
Congratulations to the winners and the organizers!
* * *
Wirvington says:
Congrats to all the winners and special thanks to Doc for the all the effort and
generosity that was poured into bringing us together to have fun once again.
Hats off and much praise to all the archivists and the resident artist Bethany
too! And also to all the other participants for creating such entertaining
characters. What a ride, I'm going to miss all the creativity and the
shenanigans, fight club endings are always bittersweet.
* * *
arsalan12 says:
Congrats to the winners!
* * *
Mugiwarah says:
Congrats to the winner
* * *
BranjoHello says:
Congrats to everyone involved in this jolly good event. :)
* * *
cose_vecchie says:
Congratulations to Rolly for reaching first place! You're winner !
I would like to express the deepest gratitude to Doc for this giveaway. The
prizes are wonderfully rich but, above all, it's been such a fun ride. The
writing was uniformly brilliant, inventive and humorous. It was really something
to look forward to every day, however small; I know I will miss it.
Many, many thanks to all extra writers and contributors as well, especially
matterbandit for the portraits and krugos2 for the website.
And finally, kudos to all participants in the fight. There really was an awesome
display of creativity overall. Some characters genuinely surprised me, amused me
and had me rooting for them.
I look forward to a third edition!
(meanwhile, The Backlog has grown again a bit since its last appearance. Heck,
it just does that...)
(link)
* * *
Catventurer reports: (after Bethany promised painting a portrait of everybody)
As if sensing her intent, Captain Whiskers strutted over to Bethany in proper
cat fashion with his tail held high then climbed into her lap.
ᓚᘏᗢ *purr purr purr*
* * *
Braggadar reports: (after Rolly picks his two favorite
fighters)
A solitary brown tear rolls down Radaggarb the Unclean's cheek, dripping down
and soiling the last clean spot on his hairy chest. He belches in appreciation.
The smell of the belch causes a nearby sewer rat to vomit uncontrollably.
* * *
LootHunter says:
Congratulations to Rolly! And other winners.
I'm also glad that my golem put up a good fight. It managed to go longer than I
expected.
* * *
pkk234 says:
Damn, Marge had a good run heh.
I've been busy, but i'll catch up on the lore later.
Congrats Rolly!
And a huge thanks to the Doc for setting up dope giveaways.
* * *
TT_TT_TT_TT says:
Congrats to all the winners! Looking forward to catch up on the weekend to see
what happened in the final fights ! (hope i dont get spoiled before ;) )
* * *
Ice_Mage says:
Congratulations, Rolly.
Thank you, Doc0075, for your seemingly inexhaustible generosity, as always. This
was my first time seeing one of these fight club contests. It's been a bit
nerve-racking, but also exciting and interesting. Everyone who contributed their
prose, your efforts are appreciated.
* * *
Zezione says:
Congratulations Rolly, it was an honor to fight with such a formidable opponent!
Also congratulations to all the participants and specially to Doc for organizing
this event.
* * *
bler144 says:
Thanks doc above all, but thanks to everyone who contributed and made this a
very active and entertaining game.
I received my first choice (Songs of Conquest - appropriate for my character
other than the lack of farts, perhaps), so honestly I feel like I won first
place! :)
thanks all
* * *
Catventurer replies to bler144:
I got the really pawesome Catizens, which I can so far only describe as the
absolute most greatest game ever, so....
Captain Whiskers offers you a high paw for mutual good feels of winning.
ฅ(ミ^ᆽ^ミ)∫
* * *
ciemnogrodzianin says:
Black Geyser! Let's go back to Baldur's and Icewind's atmosphere! Thank
you, Doc!
So it looks it is Human Cannonball who actually hit the jackpot and is the real
tactical winner of the Fight Club :D
* * *
_Slaugh_ says:
Congratulations to all the winners !
A warm thanks to our host, Doc0075, for his extreme generosity
and creativity ... to krugos2, ThatGuyWithTheThing, mrkgnao and
matterbandit for their contribution ... and to everyone
involved in the success of this Fight Club ! :-)
* * *
drxenija says:
Thank you so much doc for hosting this fight club and prizes!
I really enjoyed reading the battles!
It was like a story. The story of our last standing hero!
Lastly, thank you for your gift :)
* * *
Braggadar says:
Thanks Doc for the battle GA. Great fun to read the battles and be a small part
of. And of course thanks to you for the prizes!
@argamasa, thanks for your nomination! When I created my character I had no idea
it'd be so popular - voted in to Round 2 for a second chance and later selected
by the winner to share in the prizes? Totally unexpected and I'm touched that I
could offer you all a character to remember (even if it's a foul creature to be
reviled).
Thanks again Doc & supporting crew and lastly congratulations to all the
participants: winners and losers all.
* * *
argamasa says:
There are no losers in a Doc's giveaway, all people win! ;)
It was very difficult to choose two favourite characters, this was unfair Doc,
to put Rolly in a trouble! ;)
There were a lot of cool cats and other characters that were great too.
These little things (the Fight Club) are the things deserve to visit gog every
day and remembered.
The last prizes are delivered. More paintings. More
comments and reactions.
(Sep. 23-27, 2022)
Four portraits painted in a drunken stupor
matterbandit reports:
The festivities following the crowning of Rolly filled the
arena with an upbeat and joyful energy, adding much cheer to an otherwise drab
and creepy venue. For days on end, it was blood that splattered these fighting
grounds; now, it was colorful vomit from all of the lively drinking.
"It's been four moons since your last portraits," the wind whispered to
Bethany, who sat at the bar surrounded by pina coladas, beer and red
barley wine. Unlike most, her stomach was strong enough to handle the unorthodox
mixture, but not her senses. "Perhaps we should return to your easels," the wind
suggested.
"Absholute noneshensh!" Bethany slurred, knocking over a couple
of mugs while attempting to point a blind finger at something that she wanted
the wind to notice, but she had lost all sense of orientation. "My eashels are
here, shomewhere. I hid them behind the bar! I did shome paintingshs in between
drinkings and danshing." Before the wind could locate her new portraits, a stern
voice had interrupted them, jolting Bethany.
"There was no need to create a painting of Superdupont. There's
already a masterpiece of him on the wall at the museum, commissioned by another
necrophage artist working from Paris," spoke the three shady administrators of
the Fight Club Museum. They spoke in unison, their voices
joined as one, in a belittling bureaucratic tone. Before Bethany
could shake off the pina colada from her inebriated tongue, they added: "It's a
more accurate portrait of him, the one at the museum. In any and all cases, we
do not believe that your portrait of Superdupont will obtain
the approval of the museum's Board Of Censors."
Confused by the sound of disapproval in their words and with the room still
spinning out of control, Bethany fell off her bar stool. By
chance, she managed to stumble upon her portrait of the beloved Frenchman
fighter. Like Borellus de Castres, Superdupont held a special
place in her heart. Sweaty memories of them battling one another still lingered
on the tips of her nose hairs. She held the canvas up and looked at it with her
empty eye sockets. She was blind to what it revealed, but she knew perfectly
well what she had painted. Or rather, what she had intended to paint. Did she
know, really? Afterall, she did paint with cold ale and coconut liquid running
through her veins. Suddenly blushing, Bethany wondered to
herself, what the hell did I paint in my drunken stupor?
"That painting smells of infatuation," the wind chuckled at his tipsy companion.
It too lacked the eyes to see, but it was no secret that winds can pick up a
scent.
With nothing more to say, the shady trio turned around and headed for the bar
exit, murmuring beneath their breaths, something about an obscene baguette on a
wooden platter. Bethany attempted to run after them. In her
drunken mind, she was running, but in truth, she was hugging her bar stool.
"Wait! Don't shyou want to shee my other three portraitsh?!"
PORTRAITS PAINTED: (78) Superdupont -
(56) Kisha -
(16) Captain
Whiskers - (5) Beldarion
REACTIONS AND COMMENTS
Zezione says:
Thanks a lot for Dragon's Dogma, Doc0075! I want to test the game as soon as I
finish the download.
* * *
Lifthrasil says:
Thank you again for this awesome giveaway, Doc!
* * *
tag+ says:
Many thanks to Doc0075 for my prize, the whole Fight Club story
and the GA
But being honest, my thank you words are not enough
Lots of your money, time and effort invested. Like the investment also made by
the collaborators krugos2, matterbandit, Wirvington,
ThatGuyWithTheThing...
Making the whole event and every piece of it, a prominent memory to me
Thank you all, and the entire group of participants of course, with their
creative combatants, for All this
Thanks for letting me to participate, for all the fun up to this very moment,
and all the fun that follows playing vgames!
* * *
Catventurer says:
Captain Whiskers's portrait is 1000% the best one ever.
* * *
ConsulCaesar says:
A million thanks to Doc for the prize, your generosity is amazing! I got my
first choice, woo-hoo! :D
* * *
In this Fight Club my character's performance was terrible (defeated in 1hit x 2
times), so I was a bit disappointed.
But in the end, Doc still granted me a cool gift anyway that brightened my day.
Thank you as usual for your kindness and effort. Very appreciated.
* * *
gogtrial34987 says:
A final thank you! to Doc for the amazing gift, and the wonderful writing. I
loved the way you wove in all the various prompts which people gave in this
thread. Also thanks to everyone writing tooling and supporting art and/or
storylines, to together weave an ever richer tapestry of amazingness!
* * *
gogtrial34987 reports:
With most of the crowd having slowly left the arena, and the shadowy figure
having long since left without providing any realistic opening (there was some
commotion earlier, which he might've been able to make use of if he had a good
party of adventurers with him, but all by himself, it was just hopeless),
Og'rialt sighs forlornly one more time, mutters an ancient Dwarven proverb to
himself about digging out a great hall when you feel that a mountain has
collapsed on top of you, and slowly stands up.
Og'rialt starts wandering around the stands to see if he can at least locate
Lucy somewhere, before setting off to see if he can't track down any new leads
on this shadowy figure and his powers. As he comes across Bethany's paintings,
he recognizes Beldarion, and smiles happily to see him actually reading that
volume of 'How to make friends'.
"Ah, I knew I'd done good gifting him that book! He looks so content, reading
it!"
An hour later, just as Og'rialt is about to give up and head for the exit, Lucy
comes running up to him, at the head of a giant procession of fellow lice,
fleas, caterpillars, locusts, mosquitoes, and other vexing insects, several of
which are covered in blood and gore, and looking decidedly pleased with
themselves. Og'rialt eyes them all warily as he carefully picks up Lucy and
holds her in front of his face.
"You want ... what?!"
"Yes, that's true - teamwork will win any fight. But..."
"All of them??"
"Well yes, it _would_ be good to compare notes and find any commonalities, but I
hardly think that..."
"Yes, that _is_ a good point. But how will...?"
"_My_ blood??!"
"No, Lucy, just no! You are the exception!"
"...well, yes"
"Urgh."
"I am _so_ going to regret this."
With a heavy sigh, Og'rialt opens his backpack and his coat, and sits down in
front of the procession of insect vermin. He closes his eyes and tries not to
wince too much as every single one of them accepts him as their new host and
proceeds to crawl, jump or fly onto him.
"That shadowy figure seriously has it coming now! I'm going to hunt him down to
the very corners of this earth, and I'm going to do so at triple speed!"
* * *
bluethief says:
After the end of the Fight Club, my post only congratulated the winner and the
runner up.
Now I want to take this opportunity to make a thank you post.
First of all, a huge thank you to Doc0075 for coming up with this Fight Club
tournament. The entertainment, fun and engagement you provided to this community
with this single event was top notch. And then, in the end, you even presented
us with gifts in the form of free games. What more can even be said about your
generosity?
Second, I want to thank everyone who also contributed to the enhancement of this
event (in no particular order): krugos2, for chronicling all the events in the
website, ThatGuyWithTheThing, for the work on the spreadsheet, mrkgnao, for the
statistics, matterbandit, for the Bethany portraits, and ot Wirvington for the
help with the writing. Hopefully I haven't forgot anyone.
And last but not least, to all GOG fellas who participated. Thanks to you all,
we came up with a diversified cast of fighters, enabling the creative fights we
had.
* * *
.Keys replies to bluethief:
Nice words!
* * *
matterbandit replies to bluethief:
^ This! Copy and pasted. ;) I too extend my hugs to the same lot (krugos2,
ThatGuyWithTheThing, mrkgnao, Wirvington) for their contributions, but bluethief
expressed it so beautifully, I don't even want to try rewording it. xD
To those who shared their kind comments to me concerning the portraits, I say
thank you! It was nice to witness everybody's participation during this
tournament, including some extra fun narratives (I'm looking at you, BenKii!).
Not only was it heartwarming seeing so many familiar faces at this year's Fight
Club event, I was also smiling reading the newcomers comments in this thread and
how awestruck they were. Brought back memories of my first time experiencing
Doc's creative universe. :)
* * *
Wirvington replies to bluethief:
I know this is shameless, but I was trying to write a farewell message and
nothing I wrote was better than this, so hopefully I can add my voice to the
nice words of bluethief and also reverse-uno-card them to those who mentioned me
or read my tiny contribution. It was a blast and a gift on its own to be able to
write a bit for this beautiful and generous madness :)
* * *
pippo-san says:
Thank you again Doc for hosting this awesome giveaway, I've never seen anything
like that, and thanks also to everyone who contributed to the fights!
I received my copy of Necromunda: Hired Gun: I played it at my friend's house
and I really liked the gameplay and atmosfere, now I can play it on my own!
* * *
Ruvika says:
The Fight Club has turned into Christmas Eve so quickly I didn't notice...
Thanks a lot for Solasta, Doc! Already downloading, have to finish quiclky some
games to have some space, preciated :D
* * *
triock says:
Bless you Doc for a truly awesome gift!
* * *
Vinry_. says:
Thank you Doc for the prize! And thank you for the giveaway as always! I've
really enjoyed reading the fights!
* * *
greeklover says:
Thanks Doc for the wishlisted "Trials of Fire". Played too many deckbuilder
roguelikes lately:) and this seems a cool game with a twist ( Party of 3 +
deckbuilding + hex board ) that didn't draw much attention but has great
reviews.
* * *
matterbandit says:
Thanks for the gifted game, Doc! Like Ruvika said, it feels like Xmas in
September. :) Though Bethany's work here is not yet done (just a handful more
portraits to go!), I am sad that this event is trickling to its end. Already
looking forward to the next Fight Club! xD
* * *
Lone_Scout reports:
Beldarion leaves the place quite drowsy but happy with the prize he managed to
snatch: a red crown said to grant immortality to its user. -"Now I can finally
retire. I was getting too old for all of this"
Thanks a lot for a new edition of these wonderful games, Doc, and for your
endless generosity!
* * *
Wirvington says:
I received my first choice as well, Frostpunk: Game of the Year Edition. May
your chakras be always open to the positive currents of the universe, Doc!
* * *
AWG43 says:
Thank you for a prize, Doc! I'm very appreciate all your effort you put into
this giveaway. Also many thanks to all involved in the process of creation of
such significant event on this forum.
* * *
bhrigu says:
Thank you for the amazing gift, Doc.
And even more thanks for organising this event. The forum felt so full of life,
after a long time.
My gratitude to all who made this event what it is, a celebration of imagination
and creativity.
* * *
truhlik says:
Thanks Doc for Horizon Zero Dawn! This game sat on my wishlist for some time.
And now is being downloaded to my computer:)
About half of attenders picked their game and prize list is still amazingly
full. You rock.
* * *
KetobaK says:
Thank you a lot, Doc! I wanted to play Horizon for a long time!
* * *
Lifthrasil says:
Thank you very much for Elex II, Doc! This was another exciting and very, very
generous giveaway!
More paintings
matterbandit reports:
Shroomy was not alone at the bar. The festivities may have dwindled a
bit, but there were still some souls partying about. Music and laughter
continued to fill the air, albeit, not as boisterously. In the midst of all the
drinking and dancing (and some smooching in the shadows too, Shroomy
noticed!), there were prizes being gifted to all the fighters of the tournament,
losers and winners alike, simply for having shown their courage! How wonderful
was that?!
Shroomy had received his prize mere moments ago, though he
could not recall how exactly. There was no formal ceremony. He had assumed that
the Shadowy Figure would be the one handing out these prizes,
after all, he was the ringmaster, but Shroomy did not recall actually having seen
him. Perhaps Shroomy had a bit too much to drink. It was almost as if his gift
had suddenly appeared out of thin air to greet him. Some souls at the bar
claimed that the Shadowy Figure had already left the premises;
others insisted that he was still there. Who to believe in a bar full of festive
drunks?
Shroomy could not contain his excitement, his mushroom skin
uncontrollably spawning spores into the air. He felt the urge to share his joy
for the gift received, when he caught sight of Bethany sitting
at the other end of the bar. Just three days ago, he witnessed Bethany's
drunken face hugging her bar stool. It was quite the funny sight.
"Thank you for that portrait of me!"
Startled by the squeaky voice, Bethany gently turned her
hangover-stricken head in the direction of the fungus odor. She smiled, glad of
the unexpected company.
"I liked it very much, even if it looked nothing like me," Shroomy
continued. He tried not to stare at her empty eye sockets while addressing the
artist. That would be rude. "Isn't it just impressive how all the fighters are
being awarded prizes? I got mine not too long ago. Quite generous, don't you
think?"
"Yes, very generous!" Bethany replied. "But also, very
deserved. All fighters performed exceptionally well, judging from what my nose
and ears observed at this year's tournament."
Shroomy caught sight of four easels posed right behind
Bethany. "Are those your latest portraits?"
Bethany nodded to confirm. Then Shroomy said
something that surprised her: "Oh! It looks like there's a gift for you too,
Bethany!"
While Shroomy approached the new portraits for a closer look,
Bethany ran her fingers between her empty pina colada glasses
and empty beer mugs in search of this gift, when she finally felt the touch of a
small wooden box. She unlocked its latchet, lifted the lid and let her fingers
crawl inside its gooey interior.
"So? What's inside your gift box?" Shroomy looked away from the
soon-to-be-released portraits, his attention glued to Bethany's
face, completely curious.
Bethany removed her hand from the wooden box and opened her
fist to show Shroomy the squishy gift. He let out a squeaky
gasp, but Bethany's voice was calm like a swamp on a windless
night.
All she could say was: "My eyes."
PORTRAITS PAINTED:
(65) Carrara - (30)
H2NaO3Ca4SbXe12 - (46) Elnaril
- (86) Glorqon
COMBATANTS
001 - 010
001. FIGHTER: VRincent-van-GOG - MANAGER:
Mister.Wolf

(click to enlarge)
He is a humanoid-shaped Steampunk robot, with painting and sculpting
tools as hands (these can change between brushes, water jar, color palette,
chisel, according to what is needed in the moment). His mind is powered by the
A.I. art generator DALL-E, granting him the capacity for all human-known
art-styles and variations. And his superpower? Well, with these body and mind
tools, he can make complex digital works of art come to real life, using them to
fight for him! As fighting creations go, he gives preference to painting game
characters from the gaming platform which gives him his last name (sometimes
even... fanfic versions)!
If all else fails, well, he can always poke enemies in the eyes with a brush or
chisel ^^'
His main weakness is complex language, which put him in a "pending response"
status while he analyses what is being requested. Additional RAM and computing
power can help to overcome this, minimizing his response time. Rust can also be
a big issue, being made in steampunk style, but nothing a bit of oil on the
gears cannot fix (time to paint a jar of oil in artistic still-life genre,
surrounded by apples and flowers, in the style of Paul Cézanne).
* * *
The following takes place after the Fight Club
tournament ended:
EPILOGUE: The Memory That Stood
As all the activity in the once-bustling arena died down, dust begins to settle
anew. Falling slowly with a peace that place had not long known, settling gently
over all the chaos and destruction that once took place there. The passing
seasons slowly re-writing what had been, Nature itself reclaiming authorship
over the hubris of the artificial.
Beyond the scars delivered to the land, in time nothing would be left and none
would know, gone those who stood witness to all the blood, sweat, and assorted
slimey substances that a brave few had put into all of it at the behest of the
shadowy one.
None, save for a vibrant painting, mysteriously propped up with a privileged
view of the center space, its hues contrasting sharply against the now dominant
greens and yellows of ravaged wilderness. An object that stood, long after
everything else had been remade or torn down. An unsolvable enigma, for any who
would ever chance upon such a sight in the middle of nothing.
Time would never degrade it, for it had been created by powerful magic. And its
memory would never fade, for deep within it resided the sentience of
VRincent-van-Gog. He would forever reminisce, his bionic mind unbothered by the
passage of time, though not a word of it would ever again be spoken.
And while the eternal spark lasted, the fleeting passage and deeds of all those
who were there would not have been in vain, ever alive in thought.
* * *
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (68)
Neptun
002. FIGHTER: Catpain Petcool aka Patcool - MANAGER:
Oddeus

(click to enlarge)
The diksletic grand-brother-in-law of a previous Fight Club-
participant. Like his relative, he is an anthropomorphic cat. He has a bowl cut,
a squinting eye and two huge upper incisors.
He is quite good in throwing knives, since he doesn't know which end is the
dangerous one. For the same reason he can't use firearms.
He works as machete juggler in a Asian snack bar. They don't pay him well, so he
depends on donations of dressing material from the customers.
Besides that, he has some talent in chemistry, because all the illegible
chemical names reshuffle before his eyes into meaningful words. Because of that
he can make ovenless brownies by mixing arbitrary cleaning agents.
His only weakness are words with more than three letters, the aforementioned
firearms and stressful situations.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (31) Katmeleonpus
003. FIGHTER: 1H1K-EZ9000 - MANAGER:
phaolo

(click to enlarge)
Robotic space warship codename 1H1K-EZ9000.
It's controlled by an advanced AI and it was fundamental for Earth to finally
defeat the ruthless (and rude) alien invaders from the Tadpole Galaxy.
However, it was eventually deemed as dangerous and marked for destruction by
terrans, once a G0gl3 employee discovered that it developed full sentience.
Since the ship refused to surrender and also proved to be really impossible to
defeat in combat, humans decided to employ a prototype weapon to render it
harmless: the giant space miniaturizer Elon7 (former name Helios7).
The weapon actually worked! But.. it also horribly malfunctioned by exhausting
12% of the Sun's energy. And it didn't even reach its full purpose.
1H1K-EZ9000 was indeed shrinked to the size of a pea, but all its functions
remained intact (even if reduced), from its everlasting warp reactor to its
energy shield and weapons, which could still cause anti-matter explosions the
size of a skyscraper or cut through steel like a small class11 laser.
But catching a lightspeed-moving dangerous grey dot in space was even less
feasible than before, so terrans eventually gave up.
After all, the ship really just wanted to mind its own business.. it was just
defending itself!
Luckily for it, the humans never discovered that the Tadpolians found a weakness
in its code, just before being wiped out..
And so, 1H1K-EZ9000's journey in space began. And it was incredible, and it
lasted eons.
Until one day the ship reached the planet Doc0075 and it decided to enter the
Royal Rumble for fun.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (49) Coral
Voted back into the tournament.
(R2)
vs (68) Neptun
004. FIGHTER: Gerald of Red Deer - MANAGER:
ThatGuyWithTheThing

(click to enlarge)
Prepare to be crushed by Gerald of Red Deer (Alberta, Canada).This
saltwater fisherman in landlocked Red Deer is the sole reason the city sleeps
soundly at night. He claims he can talk to fish, but that doesn't mean they talk
back. He's never fished in his life, and yet has two fishing rods; one for
saltwater and one for lakes. His greatest weakness is his allergy to fish,
shellfish, crustaceans, and politicians, but that doesn't make him any less
menacing. He hopes to become a fishmonger one day if he manages to overcome his
allergies. Be careful not to anger him; especially with expressions such as
"something fishy's going on," or, "plenty of fish in the sea".
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (62)
Skeletinio
005. FIGHTER: Beldarion - MANAGER:
Lone_Scout

(click to enlarge)
The gates of the arena open to give way to a dark-skinned bald
mercenary. Some people among the public can recognize the stern look of his
face. He is no other than the veteran warrior Beldarion,
looking for trouble once again.
Equipment:
He wears a worn chainmail and a magical ring of fire resistance. Unsheathed in
his right hand he wields the only thing he trusts and loves in this world: His
magical fiery bastard sword Waihyra.
He is also carrying an old book. Beldarion can't stand reading a single page and
is convinced that it's somehow jinxed, but has found throwing it into his
opponents' faces quite a useful trick in combat.
Advantages: A fearsome and skilled fighter, very resistant, and also quite
charismatic (in the rare occasions when he is in a good mood). Magical equipment
makes him even more dangerous.
Disadvantages: He is greedy, ruthless and quick-tempered. Also a bit
superstitious. Age is starting to take a toll on his bones.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (16) Captain Whiskers
(R2)
vs (22) Colonel Ben K'Neill
006. FIGHTER: Lucy - MANAGER:
gogtrial34987

(click to enlarge)
In her own words:
"My name is... Lucy. I am a fat louse who once upon a time lived through a
bizarre magical Incident resulting from a small chest filled to the brim with
magical rings and pendants being shaken about just a bit too hard as the Dwarven
Brigand Og'rialt had to hastily leave the inn he was staying at through a second
floor window. This magical Incident resulted in me gaining sentience,
self-awareness, the ability to communicate psychically, magic resistance and
even a small but inconsistent ability for casting cantrips."
"Og'rialt's beard provided my home for most of my existence, both before and
after the Incident (once Og'rialt learned of my newfound abilities, we came to
an understanding whereby he graciously stopped washing his beard to make it a
more pleasant home for me), but nearly a year ago I grew bored of him sitting
around in a dark tunnel waiting for a suspected shadowy director to show himself
- all based on a very tenuous connection to a shadowy ringmaster who once made
Og'rialt fight for his own amusement. As such, I struck out into the world to
have some adventures of my own."
"The adventures I had were quite worthwhile, but hitching rides in the hair of
random people, I've come to miss Og'rialt's comfy and familiar beard, and long
to return to it. Trying to make my way back to him, I hitched a ride in the hair
of the human warrior Beldarion (as he is bald, I found this even more unpleasant
than my usual rides) - sadly completely unaware of his name and his earlier
association to Og'rialt, as otherwise I'd have introduced myself - and have now
unexpectedly found myself here, in the very ring which Og'rialt so often
described to me. I intend to uncover the truth of everything which Og'rialt
suspected, so that when I return to him, I can finally get him to leave that
dark tunnel."
"Advantages: being a magic resistant louse with the ability to cast cantrips
Disadvantages: being a louse, not being actually any good at magic"
COMBAT
(R1)
vs
(48) Shroomy
Voted back into the tournament.
(R2)
vs (86) Glorqon
007. FIGHTER: Marge the Mega Mini Cleaner - MANAGER:
pkk234

(click to enlarge)
Basically
this but the size of a semi.
Powers: All powers a semi would have, like running over stuff and honking really
loudly.
Marge can also sweep your dirty ass off your feet. Then dump you somewhere.
OR Marge can dump all the eraser shavings on top of you.
May possibly transform into a Robot with two bigass brooms.
Probably a Decepticon.
I guess Marge's weakness would be running out of gas and potholes.
Also roundabouts and small tunnels.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (51)
fiery Marble8
(R2)
vs (37) Radaggarb the Unclean
(R3 - Royal Rumble)
* Was the last to enter the ring, together with (16) Captain Whiskers, (81)
Rude Rooster, (10) Vasily and (35) P-AE00FF
vs (35)
P-AE00FF
008. FIGHTER: Lenny The Backup Superhero - MANAGER:
Sulibor

(click to enlarge)
You knew those days, cat is stuck helplessly on tree, mad scientist
is threading the world and you just do not want to or cannot put your superhero
jumpsuit on (one piece of apple pie too much, I guess). Luckily you can count on
Lenny the Backup Superhero, he’s got you covered.
Strengths:
“Master Impersonator”. To do his job as Backup Superhero, Lenny is able to
impersonate quickly and accurately anyone, even acquiring – to some extent -
their skills and abilities. Lenny is able to impersonate his adversary
or anyone from audience and partially replicate one of the superpowers they
posses.
“I know some guys…” Actually Lenny knows a lot of guys. He helped most of the
superheroes on numerous occasions and they are more than welcome to return
favor. Lenny is able to call and immediately summon any superhero from
his phone’s contact list.
“Hunted by Disney’s Legal Team” Impersonating superheroes brought on Lenny
attention of Disney’s Legal Team. They are actually among the audience scanning
surroundings for any action or reference that could infringement Disney’s IPs
(basically anything). Legal team is able to instantaneously produce
cease and desist letter for IP infringement for Lenny’s adversaries, resulting
in critical failure of their current action.
Weaknesses:
“How do you work this thing, again?” Unfortunately Lenny is not tech savvy.
Mobiles do not like Lenny and Lenny does not like mobiles. Sometimes
instead calling Superman he can, by mistake summon Pete, the friendly plumber or
other - not so super – everyday hero.
“Distraction, dis.. what was I…?” Lenny’s attention span is quite short
and he gets distracted easily. This can result in failure of replicated
superpower or other mishap.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (26)
Borellus de Castres
009. FIGHTER: Yorzmart Trussme - MANAGER:
FrostburnPhoenix

(click to enlarge)
An old elven merchant with a golden left eye, a silver plated
tongue, and the ability to convince his opponent's to make absurd trades, such
as one's brain for a live grenade.
As for weaknesses, he is utterly terrified of dirt and grime.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (40) The Dark Horseman
010. FIGHTER: Vasily - MANAGER:
Ice_Mage

(click to enlarge)
500 kg (1100 lbs / 78 st) bear that escaped from a top secret soviet
lab. His top priorities include evading his former captors and eating salmon.
Strengths
• Bear Hug makes attackers reconsider their violent ways.
• Enhanced Hibernation ensconces Vasily in a hardened shell and heals injuries.
• Laser Vision reduces most things to a smoldering pile of ash.
Weaknesses
• Bear traps
• Evil scientists
• Home invaders who are fussy about the temperature of porridge
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (28) Bear Airport
(R2)
vs (61) an encyclopedia
(R3 - Royal Rumble)
* Was the last to enter the ring, together with (16) Captain Whiskers, (81)
Rude Rooster, (7) Marge the Mega Mini Cleaner and (35) P-AE00FF
vs (16) Captain
Whiskers
vs (35)
P-AE00FF
vs (44) Rolly
011 - 020
011. FIGHTER: Julia - MANAGER:
InSaintMonoxide

(click to enlarge)
A physically very muscular 6ft1 human female and the protégé of
Kayla, the purple monkey which was my character in the last Fight Club.
Because of her great physique and training, Julia is just as capable at
outwrestling enemies as Kayla, and better yet, Julia is not as ticklish and
therefore an even greater force to be reckoned with. After years of training and
meditation, Julia mastered the secret art of Drunken Monkey Kung Fu, which makes
her borderline unstoppable in hand to hand combat. In order to unleash this
style though, she must first get sufficiently drunk from mandarin orange
schnapps. This is also her greatest weakness, as the years of downing bottle
after bottle got her addicted specifically to this exact type of liquor to the
point where she cannot even smell an actual mandarin orange without getting
immediate withdrawal. She also tends to overdrink a little bit which will lead
to her rambling incoherent gibberish and dropping unconscious at the most
inconvenient time.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (44)
Rolly
012. FIGHTER: Muskito - MANAGER:
tag+

(click to enlarge)
It used to be like any regular mosquito: It can fly (annoying buzz
included),
feed on blood with its proboscis. Hasn't reproduced yet*1
[*1 - Note from the biographer: Seriously, How could that be scientifically
proven?!]
Non ordinary talents:
-Can talk and read in 6 languages
(its mosquito exclusive & universal animal languages included)
English & Spanish certified.
Note: Must scream to be barely heard by humans
-Beyond its own species, Muskito has learned the human logic & thinking
processes
since its larva stage.
Even more, its life cycle rhythm adapted*2 to pair the average human life.
Right now its 25 (human) years old. Years well spent not only doing mosquito
things
but self-educating getting multiple PhDs on Engineering, Biology and Computer
Sciences
[*2 - Note from researchers: Not mutated, Not evolved: Simply adapted]
-Has received military elite training in combat, survival and first aid.
This allowed Muskito to improve its physical strength & speed 300% than an
average mosquito.
-It is more than aware of the impact & role of mosquitos on diseases like Zika,
Chikungunya, Dengue.
Weaknesses:
-As any anomaly, Nature is not prepared for Muskito's lifestyle.
Ordinary things like clothing and technology are designed for humans, not
mosquitos!
This means Muskito is permanently in a DIY duties to overcome / solve / improve
daily needs. Hunting/engaging suppliers on its projects and so on.
All its existing inventions are classified. Few closer to it (with perfect
eyesight) have reported
to seen Muskito owning a laptop, smartphone, tablet, coat, diving (space?) suits
Some speculate the latest mini drones/robots & nano materials scientific
advances
are somehow related to Muskito.
-Discrimination, exclusion, rejection? Just make them double for Muskito.
Better Triple them (at least), as it is also under surveillance by multiple govs
& intl agencies
by its knowledge, skills, achievements and contacts
-Muskito's fortune is entirely in crypto (undetermined amount)
-Muskito is totally convinced by the religion dogmas
-Very curiosity & adrenaline driven. This is how Muskito got here.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (76) The Rider Who Wears A Mask
(R2)
vs (62) Skeletinio
(R3 - Royal Rumble)
* Was the seventeenth to enter the ring.
vs (78)
Superdupont
013. FIGHTER: Glenfiddich McCadbury - MANAGER:
AB2012

(click to enlarge)
Glenfiddich McCadbury stands proud to avenge his fathers defeat (click
to read) the last time around. The product of inheriting dad's chocolatey
DNA and a mother who let's just say "liked a bottle of Scotch". Or two. Or
39,274. The teenager's hybrid chocolate / single-malt based DNA has morphed into
becoming a new solidified AlcoChoc life form, giving him the power to set
anything alight just by breathing on it with his 99% proof breath of doom whilst
this time around now learning from his father's mistakes and developing an
immunity to all poisons. He wears a bright yellow rain-coat to both distract his
enemies and try and mitigate his main weakness which is being doused in soda.
"Now, where's that damn bone-footed goblin. I'll get 'im back for ya dad" he
shouts as he signs up...
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (61)
an encyclopedia
014. FIGHTER: Lift Racy - MANAGER:
Lifthrasil

(click to enlarge)
The fastest forklift truck in existence. With not only two but four
prongs to his fork!
His awesome powers:
- He is amazingly strong and can lift anything
- His prongs are very pointy, so he can fork anything
- He is is very, very fast
His weaknesses:
- Spoons. They are just uncannily unfinished forks and they scare him.
- He needs fuel and nowadays that is a big weakness!
- He is not the brightest ... eh, I mean, his headlights are not the brightest.
So he doesn't like to fork in the dark but prefers to leave the lights on.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (52)
Tilapia
(R2)
vs (78) Superdupont
015. FIGHTER: Louise the Lobster - MANAGER:
51nikopol

(click to enlarge)
The beast from the east! She is a sight to behold with those beady eyes and the
long antennas. The claws can crush or give a little pinch. The tail flicks to
avoid attacks. The tiny legs....they are just tiny legs!!! She has a dark line
running through her that you always have to watch out for. Her tamale turns
people green. The row is millions of little baby lobster. The only thing that
makes her tremble in her shell is melted butter. She changes color when she is
"steamed".
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (58)
The Circus
(R2)
vs (74) Rose The Untamed
(R3 - Royal Rumble)
* Was the first to enter the ring.
vs (38)
Chatterbox.
016. FIGHTER: Captain Whiskers - MANAGER:
Catventurer

(click to enlarge)
He is a small 10lb cat of the ragdoll breed.
His strengths include
- Zoomies
- The ability to hide so thoroughly that you'll think he entered another
dimension
- Toxoplasmosis
- Bartonella henselae (cat scratch disease)
- Pasteurella multocida (transmitted through bites)
He has all the typical cat weaknesses, such as:
- going limp if scuffed by the neck
- catnip
- dried tuna flakes
- sardines
- afternoon naps
- lacks opposable thumbs
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (5) Beldarion
Voted back into the tournament.
(R2)
vs (48) Shroomy
(R3 - Royal Rumble)
* Was the last to enter the ring, together with (81) Rude Rooster, (10)
Vasily, (7) Marge the Mega Mini Cleaner and (35) P-AE00FF
vs (10) Vasily
017. FIGHTER: Mors the Plaguebearer - MANAGER:
Melvinica

(click to enlarge)
A giant rat with sharp teeth and many fleas.
Strengths:
He controls the fleas helping him spread the plague.
He can also call and control swarms of locusts using them to attack his
opponents.
When needed he can also fight in close combat with his metal enhanced claws. He
is also protected by a light armor. He is quite agile despite being giant and
can jump pretty high and far away when attacked.
Weaknesses:
He is allergic to cats not necessarily giant ones, even kittens can make him
sneeze uncontrollably .
He has a chocolate addiction that might be used against him.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (66)
Nightwave
(R2)
vs (82) Unit 14QN9
(R3 - Royal Rumble)
* Was the second to enter the ring.
vs (38)
Chatterbox
vs
(24) Neo Cat
vs (50)
Fighting for Dummies
vs (22) Colonel
Ben K'Neill
vs (86) Glorqon
018. FIGHTER: Qeesamander - MANAGER:
TT_TT_TT_TT

(click to enlarge)
A giant magical frog of unknown origin.
Qeesamander has roamed the Senneware Wilds for the last few decades without a
clear purpose.
While there is no proven record that Qeesamander actually has hurt anybody the
local townfolks steer clear of the Wilds and there have been mysterious
disappearences in the last few years which might have been just caused bandits
or might have been the frog after all.
Qeesamander is trying to remember his former life if there ever was one but has
no recollection of the past and also the present keeps getting more and more
blurry and there has been days and weeks Qeesamander does not recall at all
anymore.
Hoping that participating in the Fight Club might reveal a mystery from it's
past or might end the suffering Qeesamander decides to make the journey being
watched by the weary townfolks.
Strengths:
A Giant 300 Kilogram Frog
Can Jump a huge distance and crush things
Poisonous Tongue and Skin
Can see in the Night
Unknown Past and Origin
Weaknesses:
Seems to be in control of it's mental capabilities less and less these days
Unknown Past and Origin
Might be Cursed
Might get tired and slow if subjected to a cold environment
Requires Water on a regular Basis
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (57) Rock
019. FIGHTER: Glanan Nightheart - MANAGER:
arsalan12

(click to enlarge)
He is a dwarf.
Strengths:
Strong
Great endurance
Able to see clearly in the dark
Weaknesses:
Stubborn
Greedy
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (60)
Wild Tornado
020. FIGHTER: The Fiery Assassin - MANAGER:
igorche9

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A forest nymph who was kicked out of the forest for organizing loud
parties.
The Fiery Assassin attacks using a toxic axe that also grants fire resistance.
She has the power to scan the memories of others and she developed the talent to
make duplicates of herself. She likewise is known for her breathtaking
attractiveness, but only during a full moon.
Unfortunately, her weakness is exposure to water.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (47) Ryzhik
(R2)
vs (42) Human Cannonball
021 - 030
021. FIGHTER: Bernard Rumpelstiltskin - MANAGER:
KetobaK

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Bernard Rumpelstiltskin was a human boy from
Marula, a peaceful, prosperous and secure city... But also a really boring one
for this young lad hungry for adventure!
Everything change when he discovered his magical capacities and started to study
magic in the prestigious Magic Academy from Marula. After he graduated and his
first barbarian, Gularf Ularfsson was assigned, this small group lived a toon of
adventures together.
They rescued the princess that was in another castle; convince a continent to
conquests new lands and expand their territory but then the gods sank the
continent in the ocean; stolen the dagger from the palace of the Maharaja; they
killed 16 colossus and wake up an mysterious entity in the Forbidden Land but
fortunately they escaped before it was confined again; survived a Black Friday;
found the Holy Grail; evaded taxes; killed a pirate Captain called Charles L.
Charles; killed an evil King with a dragon heart; summoned an elder fish god;
and never paid children support on time.
Yet everything has to end some day, at least for people who can't slow down
thier aging process with magic... Gularf died a Saturday night, he was drunk as
hell and tripped going up stairs and broke his neck, leaving orphan a 113 years
old mage.
For the first time in a long time Bernard was alone, in all their adventures he
never was on his own, he never received a single scratch or have a cool scar to
show to the girls, that was Gularf job, so he saw this like an opportunity to
prove himself what was capable of, he would take the next challenge without
thinking twice. That same night in the tavern, an herald arrived with an
announcement, "Lord Doc from Gogland invites whoever wants to participate of his
new Fight Club...", Bernard stood up, take his things and leave the tavern
without paying, to live his first solitary adventure...
Race:
Human.
Class:
Mage.
Strength:
- Magic abilities.
- Stealth.
- Good guy face.
- Chaotic Neutral.
Weakness:
- A mage without a Barbarian.
- Any direct attack can be deadly.
Abilities:
- Fireball (classic)
- Ice sphere (stop enemies).
- Light ray (powerful, like a big laser)
- Magic Armor.
- Magic Shield.
- Boil water.
- Magic Arrow.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (63)
The Scrivener
(R2)
vs (71) Bronze Catman
(R3 - Royal Rumble)
* Was the eighteenth to enter the ring.
vs (78)
Superdupont
vs (44) Rolly
022. FIGHTER: Colonel Ben K'Neill - MANAGER:
BenKii

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Portrait by BenKii

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Portrait by matterbandit
Bio:
Ben K'Neill is the leader of a special military group in charge of exploring the
galaxy and defending Earth from alien invaders. He is brash and cocky but also a
capable leader who has faced off against a wide array of different alien threats
and succeeded in defeating them where many others have failed. When faced with a
new threat, he takes into account the advice of his team and combines it with
his military experience to create unique solutions. The protection of his team
comes first before anything else, even if it means failing the mission. To this
day, Colonel Ben K'Neill hasn't lost a single member of his team. If you're
going into battle, be sure to have the Colonel on your side.
Weapons:
1. P90 sub-machine gun -- fires 5.7x28mm ammunition at 900 rounds per minute. It
is capable of downing an armored enemy within mere seconds. Also has 2 mounting
rails for attaching a laser sight, flashlight, and/or grenade launcher.
2. Zat gun -- alien sidearm used for non-lethal use but can kill if more than
one shot is fired at a target. 1 shot stuns, 2 shots kill, 3 shots vaporize.
Very painful.
Armor:
Standard Issue tactical vest -- this vest can stop most ballistic projectiles
and has many pockets for weapons/accessories. However, it is very weak against
energy projectiles.
Strengths:
He is a strong leader and a smart tactician. Is able to utilize his military
experience to confront many situations and types of enemies. Comes up with
unorthodox solutions to problems.
Weaknesses:
Is very cocky. His mouth can get him into trouble sometimes as he can't help
himself to taunt an enemy. Has a hard time understanding big words and long
explanations resulting in -- "Oh for crying out loud! Get to the point!"....
impatience.
* * *
Prologue -- Colonel Ben K'Neill.
"Chevron seven locked!" with those words, the portal activated. A large hum of a
machine grinding could be heard followed by what looked like a pool of water
being formed right in front of Colonel Ben K'Neill and his team. Today was
another survey mission to another uncharted world. Just a regular day for the
Colonel.
"I wonder what we'll find?" asked the lead archaeologist. "Maybe another lost
civilization, or a deposit of undiscovered minerals, or...."
"Or a whole bunch of angry aliens." Interjected K'Neill. "Seriously, you need to
be thinking about what bad things could go wrong so you can deal with them when
it happens."
K'Neill's second in command spoke, "Isn't that a little dark, sir? Why not try
to be a bit more positive? Could help with morale."
"You're right." replied K'Neill, "We'll probably find ice cream on the other end
of that puddle. With extra sprinkles."
"Indeed." said the combat specialist of the team not realizing K'Neill was being
sarcastic.
K'Neill rolled with it anyway, "That's the spirit buddy! Now let's go get that
ice cream."
One by one they stepped through the portal till it was just K'Neill left. As he
stepped through, the Colonel had a sudden feeling that something bad was about
to happen. And as he was stepping through a sudden power surge hit the facility
housing the portal. The Portal changed color from blue to red. Before he had a
chance to stop he was already engulfed by the portal.
Colonel Ben K'Neill materialized onto what looked like an arena complete with a
cheering crowd section. In front of him was the most hideous figure he'd seen.
"Ah crap! You don't look like ice cream at all."
* * *
The following takes place after the Round 1
fights are over, but before Round 2 begins.
(For context
click here to read BenKii's Epilogue from the last Fight Club.)
All around Colonel Ben K'Neill, various beings and inanimate objects were
fighting each other in some kind of Fight Club. The Colonel had no idea what was
going on but one thing he knew for certain was that he was going to find the
gate that brought him here and get home. Suddenly something dawned on the
Colonel. "Crap! I better not miss the Simpsons because of this. I knew I
should've figured out how to set up my TiVo before I left for the base today."
Meanwhile....
In orbit around the newly formed planet of fighters is the Starship Ragnarok.
Captain BenKii sits at the captain's chair hands clasped together thinking the
next course of action.
"Lieutenant," says the Captain, "Give me a scan of the planet. I need to know
what we're up against."
Lieutenant Caitlin quickly presses a series of buttons on her console then gives
her report, "Sensors show millions of various types lifeforms on the planet,
Captain. All seem to be congregating to a single location." Caitlin's console
beeped indicating a comm signal was detected, "Sir, there appears to be a
prerecorded message broadcasting on all frequencies."
"Let's hear it." said the Captain.
"Hear ye, Hear ye! The Annual Fight Club is beginning yet again with another
astounding round of contestants. Ranging from robots, ninjas, cats, Eldritch
Terrors, cats, a saltwater fisherman, a Colonel from another planet, cats, and
even a rock. Did we mention CATS!? Come now to see who will win it all and claim
the big prize. Ya can't miss it! Tickets on sale now! Sponsored by the Shadowy
Ringmaster."
"Captain," said Caitlin, "The message has coordinates attached for where this
fight club is taking place."
BenKii eyed his first officer, "Kyper, thoughts?"
Commander Kyper put his hand on his chin and gave his thoughts, "Sounds like we
ought to investigate. Pose as audience members and get a better look of the
area. Maybe we'll get some clues as to why the probe created this planet."
"Ahem." A voice came through on the Comm. 'Of course' thought the Captain 'I
forgot about our Jedi friend'. Ben Kii Nobi had been sitting patiently in his
starfighter waiting to talk to the captain, "I would very much like to accompany
you to the Fight Club. I participated in it last time and may be able to provide
you with crucial details."
"Very well," said the Captain, "You can come." BenKii could hear a hushed "Yes!"
coming from Ben Kii Nobi. "Kyper, Johnson, Caitlin report to the transporter
room. Let's get down there and see what all the fuss is about."
In a sudden shimmer of light, the 4 member away team from the Ragnarok beamed
down to the Fight Club in one of the far corners of the audience stand. Security
officer Johnson and Science officer Caitlin pulled out their tricorders and
started scanning the immediate area while Captain BenKii and Commander Kyper
looked down at the fighting arena.
"It appears we missed the first round," said Kyper, "but we're just in time for
the second."
"Look up there, Kyper." said BenKii, "That board above the arena has just listed
the fighter line up for this round." As the Captain peruses the board, a name
catches his eye. "Beldarion? Beldarion..... Says Beldarion! I know him!"
"Captain?" Kyper asks inquizically. "From where?"
"The dungeon that Q sent me to a few years back. I recognize him as one of the
individuals who went down the Southern tunnel. I wonder if this fight club is
somehow connected to that dungeon. Possibly run by the same person or entity."
"Captain, look at the name of who he is up against."
Captain BenKii couldn't believe it. It didn't make any sense to him but there it
was. The name on the board said Colonel Ben K'Neill. "What the hell?"
"Another permutation of the BenKii name it seems." said Ben Kii Nobi as he
strolled in from the shadows.
Captain BenKii was startled, "Damn Kii Nobi. How did you sneak up on us?"
"Old habit. One time I snuck up on a Separtist droid and greeted him with a
'Hello there' only to have the blasted thing die of complete shock. It was a
very unfortunate event."
"Uhh huh" nodded BenKii, "Well we should find a way to talk to this Colonel. He
may know something."
Caitlin finished her scan of the area and gave her report to the Captain, "Sir,
scans show that there is a structure below the arena. It could be where the
fighters are located."
"Very well we'll start there and look for the Colonel."
meanwhile....
Colonel Ben K'Neill saw his next opponent was a fierce warrior who was very
skilled in close combat. "Buddy, didn't anyone ever teach you never to bring a
sword to a gun fight." said the Colonel as he locked in a clip into his P90
submachine gun. Something else bugged K'Neill. It felt as if Beldarion was
familiar somehow..... "Nah. All those DnD guys look the same."
* * *
The following takes place during the first
day of Round 2.
The Adventures of Captain BenKii continues....
As Captain BenKii and his crew look for the entrance to the structure under the
arena, the first battle of Round 2 was about to begin. The arena turned suddenly
into a woodland area with sun beams penetrating through the canopy.
"Wow! What just happened?" exclaimed the Captain.
Caitlin pulled out her tricorder, "It appears to be some sort of holographic
projection. Able to instantaneously transform the arena into a multitude of
different geographical locations. Fascinating, I believe the probe not only
scanned our holodeck library but also how our technology works. These readings
are almost identical to Starfleet tech."
On the arena floor, contestants Triock Ulagolor and P-AE00FF begin to fight each
other.
"A theory captain." said the Jedi Ben Kii Nobi, "This person who runs the Fight
Club may be searching the galaxy for ways to entertain himself. He may have
scanned your ship looking for new ideas for his amusement. In short, the man is
a child with god like powers."
Captain BenKii spoke confidently, "Well, we've had our share of immature god
like beings in our travels. I don't think this one will pose much of a threat to
---"
"Wait!" exclaimed Ben Kii Nobi, "I sense a disturbance in the force.... Get
down!"
As everyone proceeded to hit the floor, a solar blast shot outward from the
fighter P-AE00FF in halo form, decapitating several hundred spectators in the
front row. When the dust settled the Captain spoke, "Damn that was close. Is
everyone all right?"
A quick head count showed that one member of Captain BenKii's crew was no longer
with them.
"Captain," said Kyper, "It's Ensign Johnson. He's dead Ben."
Lieutenant Caitlin covered her mouth in shock from seeing the decapitated Ensign
on the ground. Everyone in Starfleet knows the danger when you sign up but when
someone actually dies reality begins to sink in how real that danger actually
is.
"Damn it!" cursed the Captain. "We need to get out of the spectator stand fast.
We need to locate that entrance quickly."
* * *
The following takes place after the fights of
Day 22 (Round 2).
The Colonel sat at the bar waiting patiently for his turn to fight. "Only a few
more fights left." thought K'Neill, "Then I can fight this Beldarion dude and go
home." He took another swig of his tropical punch wine cooler then turned to his
left. He saw his former adversary Radaggarb munching on some balut eggs. "Died
again, eh? That happened to me once.... actually a couple of times. Really
sucks." Radaggarb ate away at his 1000 year old eggs not giving the Colonel a
thought. K'Neill then looked to his right. Some people in very bright red, blue
and gold uniforms strolled into the bar, "Boy, those guys sure do stick out like
a sore thumb. Wonder what their deal is?"
*****
Captain BenKii and his team made it to the underground
structure. "Well I didn't expect it to be a bar that's for sure." exclaimed the
Captain.
"Over there." said the Jedi Ben Kii Nobi pointing at the bar,
"That's the Ben we are looking for. I'll go introduce ourselves." The Jedi
Master strolled through the denizen of fighters and made his way to the bar,
"Hello there, I'm Jedi Master Ben Kii Nobi and these are my friends Captain
BenKii of the starship Ragnarok and his trusted crew members. Mind if we ask you
a few--"
Kii Nobi was cut off by the sudden laughter of K'Neill, "Hahahahaha! You guys
look ridiculous in those costumes. Did you all just come from a sci-fi nerd
convention? Hahaha!"
"A what convention?" asked a perplexed Kii Nobi.
"It's a place where umm," on second thought Captain BenKii thought it would be
best not to try to explain the purpose of Comic Con, "Anyway, listen Colonel. Do
you know why you look like us. Take a good look. Don't the two of us look very
similar to you?"
Colonel K'Neill didn't even notice their faces until they said something. He was
too fixated on their dorky outfits. But now that the Captain had mentioned it,
those two Bens did look like him. "Uhhh, yeah. Ya kinda do but now I'm thinking
I'm just drinking too many of these wine coolers. So I'm gonna chalk it up to
'I'm drunk'. But who am I to argue? I've got the literal definition of trash
sitting next to me. So anything is really possible. Ain't that right bud?"
Radaggarb ignores the Colonel and orders a plate of rotten fish with a side of
liquefied onions. "He really is a great guy... or thing.... when you get to know
him. But anywho, my fight is about ready to start so I've got to go. Nice
chatting with ya fellas." K'Neill get up from his bar stool and strolls out of
the bar.
"This really didn't seem to help much." said BenKii, "And Ensign Johnson died on
this pointless trip to a bar!" BenKii turned away from the bar and towards the
scattered tables only to find, "Johnson!?" To much of the Captain's surprise,
Ensign Johnson was alive and well sitting a table away. "How are you here? You
died." asked the Captain.
"I know, sir. I didn't expect Heaven to be a bar but whatever." said the Ensign
who still thinks he's dead.
Caitlin gives him a medical scan, "Ensign, you are not dead. In fact, you're
completely healthy."
Just then three more fighters appeared out of thin air. A lady adorned with
shields, a tiny spaceship, and a glitchy robot. "Captain, I don't believe anyone
dies here. Which means the fights have no consequences. They're all for fun and
show."
"Then that means," the Jedi Ben Kii Nobi said with menace in his eyes, "I can
kill that squirrel with no repercussions?"
"Squirrel? What are on about? Oh no." Captain BenKii just realized that the Jedi
is referring to the squirrel who bested him in the last Fight Club.
In a flash of light, Ben Kii Nobi's gun saber ignited, "I'm coming for you
squirrel! If it's the last thing I do!" The Jedi disappears into the crowd
yelling obscenities.
"Umm, should we do something Ben?" asked Kyper
BenKii thought about it for a moment then said, "Nah, he'll be fine. After all,
there are no consequences here."
* * *
The following takes place after the Round 2
fights are over, but before Round 3 begins.
On board the SGC ship Prometheus, Colonel Ben K'Neill's team (Major Carter, Dr
Jackson, and the alien Teal'c) stood on the bridge to greet him.
"Took you guys long enough!" Exclaimed Colonel Ben K'Neill, "How'd you guys
finally find me?"
Major Carter responded, "Well, sir, we inverted the polarity of the quantum
entangled particles within the subdermal nano machines located in your--"
"Carter!" interrupted K'Neill, "I'm half drunk on wine coolers and don't have a
degree in sciencey talk. Simple words. Please."
The Major rephrased, "We followed your tracking signal, sir."
"Oh yeah." said K'Neill, "I forgot I had that. Anyway, who's ready to go home?"
The SG team nodded their heads in agreement. "Spooling up FTL drive." said
Carter, "Setting a course for Earth."
As the Prometheus was just about to jump back to Earth, the engines died. "Umm,
Major?" said K'Neill, "Isn't this the part where we go 'whoosh' back home?"
"Yes sir," said Carter, "but something just drained all power from our engines."
A loud beeping sound came from Dr Jackson's console. "Ben," said Jackson,
"someone is contacting us."
"Ok, *clears throat* on screen. Hehe always wanted to say that."
"We don't have a view screen." Replied Jackson, "We have holographic projectors
for communication."
"You mean like in Star Wars?"
Dr Jackson nodded.
"Then, on holo or uh holo on. Something like that." The comm beeping continued
to get annoyingly louder. "Oh just answer the damn phone already."
The holographic emitters turned on and displayed none other than the Shadowy
Ringmaster himself. Everyone on the bridge could visibly be seen shivering save
for Teal'c who simply raised an eyebrow at the figure. "Leaving so soon?" said
the Ringmaster, "But we've just started Round 3 and I'm very much looking
forward to your performance."
"Oh hey there bub." began K'Neill, "You look like you've got that whole Anubis
evil hoody shtick going on for you. You wouldn't happen to be related to that
prick cause I nuked his ass."
The Shadowy Ringmaster smiled, "Your little quips don't intimidate me. I'm a
god. I'm immortal."
Under K'Neill's breath he said, "That's what he said too."
The Ringmaster continued, "Now if you wish to ever return to your world, you
will fight in my tournament."
"Ya know that's not going to work for me. I've got a dentist appointment and
they're real big sticklers about being on time."
"There is also a prize for winning. Whatever you wish for can be yours."
Ben K'Neill paused for a moment then said, "Hold please."
"What!? Don't you put me on ho--" the Ringmaster was put on hold.
"Guys," K'Neill was now addressing his team, "I've got this. I already won two
of these things. I've just got to get through one more then we basically win a
genie in a bottle. Plus I've got you guys and the ship. What do ya all think?"
Carter is skeptical, "I don't know sir. It sounds far fetched."
Jackson is concerned, "It's also very dangerous. You got lucky in those 2
fights."
But Teal'c is supportive, "K'Neill, you are the greatest warrior I know. You can
win."
That was all the Colonel needed to hear, "See! Teal'c gets it. Put Shadow man
back on."
The Ringmaster holocall resumed, "How dare you put a God on hold!"
K'Neill ignored him, "So listen, I'm coming back down to fight in your club so
prep the red carpet Spooky face. Bye now." He then hung up on him. "Ok, guys I'm
counting on everyone to have my back out there. Oh and by the way, something
really important before I forget. Did anyone remember to tape the Simpsons?"
"I have all the episodes, K'Neill. None have been missed." Said Teal'c.
"Buddy what would I do without you?"
* * *
Prior to the Royal Rumble back in the bar, Captain BenKii and his crew regroup
to discuss their findings.
Kyper started, "Captain, we've interviewed several of the fighters. From what we
can tell they were all drawn here for one reason or another. Most came for the
prize or fame but some found themselves drawn here by accident."
Caitlin continued, "One in particular seems to be here just to find out the
identity of the person who runs the Fight Club. He goes by the name of Og'rialt.
I believe you mentioned him in your report about the dungeon."
Captain BenKii confirmed, "Indeed, I briefly met him before he decided to
proceed down the Southern Tunnel. He was pretty determined to find the person
who drew him to that dungeon too. Did he say if he discovered anything about
him?"
"Not particularly. The dwarven creature said he's been thwarted by the
Ringmaster at every turn and has been humiliated numerous times. He claims to
have lots of magical trinkets and plans to use some of them at the end of the
tournament to reveal his identity."
"Then we would do well to let Og'rialt try his trinkets. We'll stand back and
observe with our tricorders to get a better read on him."
A slight tremor could be felt throughout the bar, "Did anyone feel that?" said
Ensign Johnson, "Like an earthquake."
The tremors then began to get louder and more frequent. The entire room filled
with a bright white light that blinded everyone in the bar. The tremors then
stopped and the bright light disappeared. When everyone was able to get their
bearings, they noticed they were no longer in the bar but in the audience
stadium. "Looks like we were transported back to the arena to witness the final
round." said BenKii.
"Blast!" said a startled Ben Kii Nobi now in the audience stand with the rest of
the crew, "I almost had that squirrel until that blasted light brought me here."
"Captain, up there above the arena." said Kyper pointing at the alcove above the
fighting arena, "That appears to be the Shadowy Ringmaster."
Caitlin attempted to scan the shadowy figure with her tricorder, "Scans are
inconclusive Captain. I'm not able to get a clear reading. What are your
orders?"
Captain BenKii assessed the situation then gave his orders, "For now, grab some
food and enjoy the fight. We can't do anything right now but be ready with your
tricorders to scan the Ringmaster. Perhaps Og'rialt may give us the opening we
need to get a proper scan." The Captain then flagged down a hot dog vendor and
ordered beers and hot dogs for everyone.
* * *
The following takes place at the end of
Colonel Ben K'Neill's final fight at the Royal Rumble.
The locusts bore through Colonel Ben K'Neill's body at a phenomenal rate. In
this moment, the Colonel knew he was done for. 'Well this is a crap way to go.'
thought the Colonel before he finally fell to the ground and died.
Upon his death, his body was teleported off the arena and resurrected in the
audience stand. "Holy hell! I'm alive!?" exclaimed K'Neill as he patted himself
to make sure everything was intact. "What is this, the 23rd time I've died? If I
had life insurance I'd be a trillionaire by now."
"Hello there." said a familiar voice.
K'Neill knew who that was. It was that weirdo in a Jedi outfit. The Colonel
looked over to his left to see not only the Jedi dude but also those colorful
space guys too. "Of all the places I could be sitting, I end up sitting next to
you dorks." said K'Neill.
The guy in the red shirt and 4 pips on his shoulder spoke up. "Colonel, I'm
sorry you were defeated but perhaps you could still help us with our mission.
We're trying to find out the identity of the Shadowy Ringmaster and your unique
talents would be quite beneficial."
K'Neill's interest was piqued. Anything he could do to get back at that
Shadowman, he was up for it. "Ok," said K'Neill folding his arms. "tell me
more."
The Captain laid out his plan, "We're trying to scan him with our tricorders to
find out what he is exactly but we're being blocked by something. We believe the
Ringmaster has some kind of shielding preventing our scans from working. What we
need is for him to be distracted enough to the point where he lets down his
guard and we can get a clear scan of him. We were hoping that another fighter,
Og'rialt, who has beef with the Ringmaster would distract him but we're not sure
if he's going to go through with it. Regardless of what he does, I think you are
our best bet for a distraction using your one-liner quips and cocky attitude to
throw the Ringmaster off his game. It's risky but its the only plan we have at
the moment."
'Using his one-liner quips and cocky attitude', that does sound like something
the Colonel was good at. "All right, I'll do it. If there's anything I'm good
at, it's calling so-called gods out on their crap." said the Colonel.
The Captain was pleased to hear it, "Excellent. We'll wait till after the
tournament is over. Until then, grab a beer, kick up your feet, and enjoy the
rest of the show."
* * *
Epilogue -- Colonel Ben K'Neill
Rolly stands proudly in the middle of the arena as the crowd cheers. The
gelatinous being has just won the Fight Tournament. "There we have your
champion." said the Shadowy Ringmaster, "He is neither the strongest, the
smartest nor the scariest among you but one thing he does have is the eye of
lady luck."
Captain BenKii gave his signal to Colonel Ben K'Neill to proceed with the plan
to distract the Ringmaster. "Lieutenant," said the Captain, "get your tricorder
ready. Our Colonel friend is about to really piss off our Shadowy host."
As the denizens of the Fight Club proceeded to congratulate Rolly, the Colonel
waltz right up to where the Shadowy Ringmaster sat. The Colonel interrupted the
Ringmaster as he was talking to Rolly about nominating his favorite fighters,
"Excuse me! Hey! You there in the big ass hoodie! Yeah, I got some questions for
you."
The Ringmaster looked very displeased with the interruption, "Oh what do you
want? The fighting is over. Take your little ship and leave."
"Yeah well I got to know one thing before I go."
"And what is that?"
Here it goes, "What's up with the cloak? Trying to hide how ugly your face is? I
bet you look uglier than Radaggarb there. And he's the definition of trash." The
entire arena went silent with what they heard. They couldn't believe someone
would insult the host of the Fight Club in his own place. But the Colonel wasn't
done, "Also, you made me miss 3 weeks of work because of your little game bud.
I'm gonna need some recompensation for all that lost time. And let's not forget
about the lack of health insurance in this plac-- Gah!" Suddenly, the Colonel
felt an invisible force grip his throat and was lifted off his feat. "Ah crap!"
said the Colonel through strained speech.
"How dare you speak to me in this manner in my own domain." said the Ringmaster,
"What a fool you are. I'm a God, do you think you can harm me with your words?"
The Colonel responded through clenched teeth, "Nope. That's stupid. But this Zat
gun might do something." The Shadow Master looked down in time to see the
Colonel fire a blue blast of electricity towards him. The Ringmaster was stunned
by the blast and released the Colonel.
Back in the audience stand, Lieutenant Caitlin got a reading of the Shadowy
Ringmaster from her tricorder, "I've got something sir. But.... this doesn't
make any sense."
"What is it Lieutenant?" asked the Captain.
"According to these readings, there's nothing there."
"You mean he's a hologram."
"No sir. A hologram would still have photonic energy readings but these readings
are telling me absolutely nothing is there. I can't explain it."
The time to debate was over. The stun on the Ringmaster was over and he was very
angry. He blasted the Zat gun out of K'Neill's hand. The Colonel pulled out his
P90 in response but his weapon was instantly turned into a Nerf water blaster.
"You are defenseless human. As punishment, you will suffer a 1000 deaths at the
hands of my Valkyries. Dying and reviving only to die again until you--"
"Excuse me!" said Rolly interrupting the Ringmaster.
The Ringmaster regained his calm, "What is it?"
"I have the two fighters I like the most. Here you go." Rolly handed the
Ringmaster a sheet of paper stating Radaggarb the Unclean and Colonel Ben
K'Neill as the little jelly's favorite players.
"Damn it!" exclaimed the Ringmaster, "Why did I have to put that nominating rule
in? Fine! As per the rules of Fight Club, you, Colonel Ben K'Neill, are granted
one wish. Name it! And don't get cute thinking you can wish me dead. I closed
that loophole the last time someone tried that."
The Colonel got lucky. If it weren't for how well of a show he put on in the
arena then maybe the little jelly friend would never have saved him. The Colonel
now had an opportunity with this wish. He knew he couldn't defeat him with the
wish but maybe he could try something else. "Shadowy Ringmaster! I have my
wish." said the Colonel. He then pointed to the Ringmaster, Phoenix Wright
style, and said, "I wish for you to reveal your true identity!"
Darkness. There was no light. There was no sound. It was as if the world ended
right then and there. Then, a light shined downward on Colonel Ben K'Neill,
Captain BenKii, and Jedi Master Ben Kii Nobi. The sound of slow clapping could
be heard with footsteps walking towards the trio. "Well done. That was an
absolute magnificent performance. I couldn't have planned it better myself."
The Colonel and Jedi Master had no idea who this person was but Captain BenKii
knew full well what this being was. "Q!" exclaimed the Captain. "So you were
once again behind this?"
"On the contrary my dear Cap-i-tan." said Q, " I'm here because of what your
Co-lo-nel friend wished for. You wanted answers? Well then that means it's time
for an exposition! You see, everything you witnessed in the Shadowy Ringmaster's
arena was fake. It's the reason why your tricorder showed nothing was there
because nothing was there. An illusion or to put it more accurately, a story. A
story devised by the person behind the Shadowy Ringmaster. And that person's
name is Doc0075 but everybody just calls him Doc. The Doc devised this Fight
Club story to bring people of his Universe, The Gog Forum, together to win
prizes. Every single fighter was a member of the Gog Forum who created their own
characters and wrote their own mini stories within Doc's Fight Club story.
Raggadarb the Unclean, his name is really Braggadar. The blind painter called
Bethany, well she was created by someone called matterbandit. Even you three
were created by someone that goes by the name BenKii. He based you three off of
three characters from his favorite movies and shows that all coincidentally
start with Star. Quite unoriginal if you ask me."
"Bull Crap!" said the Colonel.
"A Blasted lie. I know I'm real." said the Jedi.
"Then who am I supposed to be?" asked the Captain, "They all have names that
represent the characters from their respected shows but who am I? I have the
same name as this creator."
"Oh but you see, you are a character from a show. A show called Star Trek. And
your name is really a shortened version of the character you were based on. Your
full name is Benjamin Kiisko, a permutation of Benjamin Sisko from said show. It
is unfortunate you all had to find out this way but you did wish to know the
truth and there are consequences for that. However, I do have a proposition for
the three of you. How would you three like to become the ultimate version of
BenKii and become like a god in the next fight club. All I need to do is snap my
fingers. Just one of you has to say yes."
Of course they're gonna say yes. I'm the writer and I write that the three
BenKii's agree to Q's proposal. They never did have a real choice.
"Excellent!" Q snapped his fingers and, in an instant, the three BenKiis became
one being. A being with the ability to traverse the multiverse and become any
character one can imagine as long as the word Ben and Kii were used in it. The
Benkiinator, Ben & Kiis, Ben Kiick, Ben Ben Kiinks, Commander Ben Kiipard. The
possibilities were endless. They were no longer known as Captain, Colonel, or
Jedi BenKii but simply went by the name of "The BenKii".
The BenKii will return in the next Doc Giveaway!
* * *
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (37)
Radaggarb the Unclean
(R2)
vs (5) Beldarion
(R3 - Royal Rumble)
* Was the seventh to enter the ring.
vs (17) Mors
the Plaguebearer023. FIGHTER: Rolf the Mutated Hedgehog - MANAGER:
Redfoxe

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Rolf was a normal hedgehog until the horrible day acid rain felled upon him
Now instead of small prickly quills, he have pieces of spaghetti.
Thankfully he likes pasta, so he now has a endless supply of food. But what if
there is creatures in this world that
have a softspot for italian dishes.
Strenghts:
Good culinary sense after years of making pasta dishes.
Equipped with Cutlary
Descent Camouflage
Weakness.
Food Critics
Hungry Creatures
Rain. (He doesnt like being a wet noodle)
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (75)
Gologomir Vitalis The Squad Killer
024. FIGHTER: Neo Cat - MANAGER:
drxenija

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- the new generation of cat! The beginning of cat and android fusion
- the first prototype of the next generation for cats
- the most friendly companion one can ask for
- also the deadliest guardian angel
- can transform into combat mode, equipped with lasers that can penetrate
through anything, shoot it into the ground and see it come out from the other
side of the earth
- sharpest claws that can cut through diamond like paper
- fastest reflex known to man
Best of yet, can summon giant yarn balls from the skies taller than World Trade
Center!
Wider than New Century Global Center!
One of a kind batteries created by the newest technology possible included
Solar energy powered only and waterproof
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (39)
Connie the Office Barbarian
(R2)
vs (83) Scott Arnold
(R3 - Royal Rumble)
* Was the sixth to enter the ring.
vs (17) Mors
the Plaguebearer
025. FIGHTER: Aqua - MANAGER:
Trid

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No one really know her true name but people that encountered her,
one way or another, started to call her Aqua due her ability to control and turn
into water. At the beginning she didn't cared but after she watched Konosuba she
started to hate that name since "she is not some useless goddess" but somehow
that name stuck and she can't do anything about it and that's drive her crazy -
also she likes subs over dubs.
Other than that no one really know from where she emerged (see what I did there?
:P), but any one that meet her in battle will tell you that her combat
capabilities are no joke, since she control (and is) the water she can do pretty
sick stuff that may be R rated (like making bubble of water around your head and
drown you). She becoming weaker when she is in area far from water but it seems
that even when she is destroyed somehow she come back with the next rain.
Apart from that, her weakness are very high temperatures and very low
temperatures (and any other things you can imagine would work on water), also
can easily lose her cool if you compare her to useless goddess. Someone once
tried to froze her when she was in pure water state and keep her in freezer but
somehow she showed back after a week and no one know how since the ice was still
in the freezer - actually there was few theories about that, some are also R
rated and I really don't know how people can come up with such things, lets just
say that on of them including ice cubes and tea, I'm telling you, people are
weird.
She currently works as mercenary since it's easy money and she can spent it on
her anime figurines.
She loves anime and manga and everything that is linked to it, have pet named
Jinx but no one really know if it's real, some says she named it after character
from LoL others that she misspelled the pokemon name.
She hates - party tricks.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (59)
A1 Cap-1
(R2)
vs (65) Carrara
(R3 - Royal Rumble)
* Was the fifth to enter the ring.
vs (38)
Chatterbox026. FIGHTER: Borellus de Castres - MANAGER:
MaxFulvus

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In his own words:
Dear Friend,
It was a pleasant surprise for me to receive your invitation to your "Fight
Club". I heard your last edition was a success and it would be an honor to
participate this year.
As one of the most brilliant french alchemist and master of the hidden rituals
of my era, I'm interested in your reward : summoning the old entity named "GOG"
and known the fabulous secrets it may reveals.
I have several abilities :
- I can summon from the essential saltes of fallen warriors an army of
homunculus and ordred them to fight for me.
- I know the formulas to create an aura of protection around me during the
battle.
- I can influence or control for a short period of time all my opponents made
from flora, fauna or elements (water, gas...).
My only weakness is that I'm a a man of science, not a warrior, so I can't
directly participate to the battle. But you know that the Spirit is stronger
than the fist...
I will join you in your dimension in a couple of days, after passing through the
Portal of Time & Space.
I can't wait.
Yours truly,
Borellus de Castres
* * *
The following takes place after the Fight Club
tournament ended:
EPILOGUE
After the crowning ceremony, Borellus de Castres, now alone, decides to offer a
decent burial to his homunculi.
- "Everything is my fault. I was blinded by my thirst for power and knowledge. I
sacrificed them in vain. It was madness. I can see that now..."
- "Maybe...there's a better way ?" Says a voice behind him.
An old man stands behind him. He looks like an American farmer, wearing overalls
and a plaid shirt. At his feet, a big black cat purrs.
-"Who are you ?" asks Borellus.
- "It does not matter. Do you want to see your homunculi again ?"
- "Yes, I want but it's impossible. I am an alchemist, not a necromancer ! They
are gone forever."
- "Well, there's... a place you could bury them."
- "What is this place ?"
- "A burial ground."
- "Which burial ground ?"
- "The one used by Miꞌkmaq Indians."
- "And where is it ?"
- "Beyond a pet sematary, not so far."
- "And what makes this place so special ?"
- "The soil of the cemetery is sour and the person you put up there...comes
back."
- "If it's true, please show me the way."
- "I have to warn you : sometimes dead is better ! The Indians knew that. They
stopped using that burial ground when the ground went sour. The place gets
holier, but the place... is evil."
- "But why do you want to help me ?"
- "I have my reasons."
The black cat meows but Borellus feels like it's more of a sneer.
- "I don't care. I made a promise. They will live again. They all deserve to
live. Show me the path."
- "So be it."
Borellus places his homunculi in a cart and follows the old man and the black
cat. Then they disappear into a dense fog that wasn't there before.
* * *
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (8)
Lenny The Backup Superhero
(R2)
vs (54) 0101100101 - Flying Binary code
(R3 - Royal Rumble)
* Was the fifteenth to enter the ring.
vs (41)
Elemental Battle Golem
vs (49) Coral
vs (44) Rolly027. FIGHTER: Tanya - MANAGER:
mrkgnao

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What Tanya is is at best unclear. To her father she was, at least
initially, a daughter; to her mother, and to many of her nosier neighbours, a
changeling; to her older sister and brother, a sister; to many animals and few
humans, a friend; to most others, better left unsaid.
She is a tall and lanky fluteress who has never spoken a word, but on rare
occasions has been known to laugh. Her most striking feature are her large,
cavernous, pointy ears, with which she has been cursed by death himself for
having eavesdropped to one of his conversations. With these ears, she is able to
hear and understand it all: the speech of men and the language of women, the
babble of children and the bark of dogs, the chirp of birds and the croak of
frogs, the song of whales and the buzz of bees, the hiss of snakes and the scowl
of sharks, the wriggle of tadpoles and the web of spiders, the whirl of winds
and the creak of trees, the silence of stones and the fear of death.
But it is when she flutes her flute that her most formidable faculties fruit,
either directly or, more often, through the help of her friends. Such as when
she erected a sturdy bridge across a mighty river in as little as a single
night.
That night saw Tanya's grandest coup yet, although the role she played in it was
rather minor, largely one of introduction and initiation. It all began as she
put her flute to her red lips and sent signal to everyone and everything within
hearing and without, bidding anyone and anything to come and join the
bridge-building partnership, the sole requirement being a willingness to lend a
helping hand or foot or paw, or branch or trunk or leaf, or top or bottom or
side. Following Tanya's cue, birds and bees throughout the area passed the call
along from beak to beak and wing to wing, up every high tree, down every deep
burrow, under every small stone, over every low cloud, into every tight hole, in
and out, over and under, up and down, front and back, long and short, near and
far, right and left, and in all possible directions. Using every conventional
and unconventional mode of communication, the word spread around in no time,
reaching all creatures of the earth and of the water and of the air and of the
fire and of the void, from blind moles to rough ruffes to dandelion seeds to
volcanic rocks to distant stars. From north and south and west and east and
above and below came all manner of beings, alone and in pairs, in small packs
and in grand hordes, all ready to enroll themselves into the joint adventure;
and together they indeed built a bridge.
Eager beavers called out orders and kept things under control; tall trees were
honoured to sacrifice their finest wood; black ants collected tiny pebbles;
brave boulders jumped forth into the water; fully-fit elephants carried timber
from far off; fork-tongued newts raised the foundations; heavy clouds provided
fresh water; weak hurricanes slammed stone onto stone; gigantic tortoises shaped
the archways; river-born cross-currents mixed clay and sand to form loam; golden
fields donated their straw; sleepy-faced bears poured lead-coloured loam into
moulds; curious cats looked for major vulnerabilities above the water line;
curiouser catfish did likewise below; strong-shining planets lent all their
light to partially illuminate the pitch-dark night; dung beetles threw away any
refuse that needed discarding; four-toed sloths counted the bridge's arches and
measured their lengths; hammerhead sharks positioned the pillars and doubled as
assistant carpenters; fertile lands yielded food aplenty for all; nearby seas
supplied a cold breeze to break the stifling heat; nervous gnomes dealt with
safety issues until they passed out from the stress; fast-growing mosses offered
the added bonus of a bridge that did not look quite so new; bright-blue
forget-me-nots pointed the way to scores of late arrivals; rubber plants oozed
enough sap to hold the entire bridge together; natural dams adjusted the level
of the water and the force of its flow to ease the work; sour grapes spat out
their pips to fill the tiniest of cracks; third-rate books read themselves out
loud to entertain the busy builders; huge caterpillars squeezed silken thread
out of their glands to make loose ends stick; nimble monkeys rebalanced anything
about to become unbalanced with split-second accuracy and without ever missing a
trick; sluggish alligators plastered the whole length of the bridge with their
tails and their rumps; artistic sandstorms carved out incredibly-detailed
suitably-evocative masterfully-drawn low-relief sculptures of the amazing
bridge-building scene onto the bridge itself; educated squids wrote out
invitations to the opening ceremony; male choughs dropped the invitations into
the letter-boxes of everybody in town; hoarse cuckoos practised waking the
townspeople at just the right time first thing in the morning; festive flowers
decked the bridge with their petals; pre-dawn dews covered it with sparkling
drops of freshness; and most humans simply stayed away.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (42)
Human Cannonball
Voted back into the tournament.
(R2)
vs (49) Coral028. FIGHTER: Bear Airport - MANAGER:
muddysneakers

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He's a bear who is also literally an airport.
His special powers include hibernating during bad weather for months at a time
and causing flight cancellations due to that same bad weather.
His weaknesses are pic-a-nic baskets and TSA agents.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (10) Vasily
029. FIGHTER: Gunvald - MANAGER:
Mugiwarah

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A viking warrior, his daughter came to the fight club but she lost without being
able to do any move so he decide to participate to remove the shame on his
family.
He have a great strengh and stamina but he didn't like the fire since his house
was burnt whith his family inside by another clan when he was a young and
everyone dies but him. He held a shield and an axe and have a light leather
armor.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (35) P-AE00FF
030. FIGHTER: H2NaO3Ca4SbXe12 - MANAGER:
servobeupstry

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H2NaO3Ca4SbXe12 is an intelligent gaseous compound. Developed in a
bioweapons lab, it suddenly gained sentience, entered the ventilation system,
killed the staff, and escaped the facility. It now roams the world looking for
fighting tournaments to enter. H2NaO3Ca4SbXe12 is highly toxic to all mammal
life. Breathing it in causes coughing, vomiting, then chronic lung failure
within minutes. Wearing a mask and washing hands regularly help mitigate it's
effects. Opening a window is extremely effective.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (65) Carrara
031 - 040
031. FIGHTER: Katmeleonpus - MANAGER:
krugos2

Portrait by krugos2

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Portrait by matterbandit
She has the head and torso of a Siamese cat, with the eight
tentacles of an octopus for legs and the tail and tongue of a chameleon.
She can spit ink, she can change colors to express her mood and as camouflage (a
skill she got from both her octopus and chameleon genes), she can climb walls or
stick to things using her tentacle suckers, she can hiss and meow, she can catch
flies and other tasty snacks with her elastic tongue, she's small but mean and
she likes to sleep all day.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (2) Catpain Petcool aka Patcool
(R2)
vs (40) The Dark Horseman
(R3 - Royal Rumble)
* Was the eleventh to enter the ring.
vs (78)
Superdupont032. FIGHTER: Shield Lady - MANAGER:
Vinry_.

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Brief description:
She carries two shields with her.
Strengths:
-High defense
-If her opponent manages to knock away one of her shields, she gains a temporary
buff that grants her immense focus and agility, allowing her to respond to
attacks faster, and parry more. This buff will only last for ten minutes. That
said, it will be shorter if she manages to recover her other shield before the
buff duration runs out.
-She's not easily provoked. Therefore she's not clumsy enough to fall for any
provocations from her opponent.
Weakness:
-If her opponent manages to destroy one of her shields, she'll immediately stop
fighting and forfeit the fight. She loves her shields that much. Mind you, her
shields are not so easy to break, and she's wise enough to know which hit will
break her shields and which won't (for the former, she'd rather dodge the attack
than risk breaking her shields).
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (55) Ranzar
(R2)
vs (81) Rude Rooster033. FIGHTER: Smartlock aka Pattrick - MANAGER:
.Keys

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Pattrick was a simple child that grown up in a small city in early
80's full of forests around where his family lived when he was born. Like many
kids back then, he used to play a lot outside with another kids of the
neighbourhood, but, when he was 7, his father heard about how 'smart' grown up
man used to play chess at a local club. The community there was passive and
friendly. So his father bought him a chess board to play with him and spend time
with his son when he wasn't studying or playing outside.
At first, Pattrick didn't liked playing chess with his father, because it was
way too monotonous and his father always won. But after many matches, he
understood the mechanics, tricks and technics that his dad used agaisnt him and
started to enjoy playing with his father, albeit he continuously lost matches.
When he was 10, his father told him about this club and asked him if he wanted
to go there to play with more experienced teens and 'grown ups' of the
neighbourhood. He said yes, and here this characters begins to make sense in
this Fight Club...
He continued to go at this club and play agaisnt people of the neighbourhood to
the point that he began to be known there as "Smartlock" and "Little trick",
because some of his moves and strategies used to 'lock' and 'trick' other
players in difficult situations.
This is the back story of my character. I created a whole arc for his
development where he starts to study philosophy, reads books about science,
mathematics, poetry, phisics, old stories of civilizations of the past and
future, and so on, and start to debate and chat with people in that club. After
many years of experience there, at the age of 20 or so, his father gets sick,
and he enters a fight competition as a desperate move in the hopes of winning to
give his father the money for the treatment. But, how would 'Smartlock' win any
fight competition if he only played chess in his past?
Well, turns out, because of his backstory, and his time at this club and the
place he grew, he won some major caracteristics:
- Inttelligence
- Quick thinking
- Problem Solving
- Speech
- Debate
- Phisical Speed
- Phisical Agility
To the point of being able to outsmart and "Smart Lock" anyone in thoughts,
creating in them, existencial dread, fear of their own reality, confusion on why
they're really fighting for and even convincing them to actually make peace with
him and not even attack him! In any kind of debate or fight, his questions would
make anyone to stop to think, or, if he couldn't win through words, he would try
to calculate possibilities of winning through quick though and agility.
Obviously, "Little Trick", as he was known in the club in the 90's at the age of
10~14, wasnt a 'big strong boy', so that means he only developed his phisical
abilities to being agile and fast. So those are his two major probable weakness:
- He isn't phisically stronger than many, so if someone grabs him, the chance of
him escaping is low;
- As a very intelligent human being, his intelligence is really great, but is
also limited, so he would need to use his Quick Thinking and Problem Solving
abilities to escape/win debates/fights outside of his world or time
Smartlock, or simply, Pattrick, is now entering the arena in the hopes of
winning the competition to save his father in his universe and maybe also learn
more about the other species fighting in it!
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (82) Unit 14QN9
034. FIGHTER: Natura - MANAGER:
psychosopher

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Anything. Morphing and learning tactics in a quantum spin.
Love as a shield and weapon, spiritual armor, ability to total focus.
The entity is rolling once per clash for "Good luck my friend!", to give up a
fight and wish the best in future fights or to continue encounters.
Special ability to double actions of the opponent based on entropy equation if
health reaches %25.
Thankfulness ⚙☽
ꋫ꒒ꂑꍟꁹꌚ ❤️ ꑛꐇꁒꋫꁹꌚ
COMBAT
(R1)
vs
(81) Rude Rooster
035. FIGHTER: P-AE00FF - MANAGER:
Enebias

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Out there, in the depths of space, exist forms of life so detached by our
terrestrial standards we'd never even think to classify them as “alive”. And
yet, some of them are, despite the dogmas of our science.
Phenomenon-AE00FF is one of those. Researchers on Earth noticed the sentience in
this peculiar living shade of purple after centuries it was trying to
communicate – wrongly, they just assumed it was a simple refraction. And in a
sense it was, as this thin mass of micro-particles can express itself only by
refracting light... yet so much more was hidden in plain sight! A conscious
loose aggregate of minuscule, stabilized sub atomic units, P-AE00FF moves around
the universe extraneous to the concept of time, invoking ideas and feelings by
meticulously manipulating sources of light.
The entity is intangible and anyone capable of
perceiving light emissions can be contacted and influenced; since nothing
can actually inflict damage to it, it has always been peaceful and interested in
scouting this weird galaxy, although incidents might happen: if the solar
radiations are too high, the purple shade tends to unwittingly supercharge them
making poor passer by-s fry and damaging the environments. Military scientists
are already thinking to take advantage of it to project devastating laser beams,
much to the entity's dissatisfaction.
Despite its apparently invulnerable nature, there is a significant weakness:
P-AE00FF can exist only when visible, and to be visible it needs to be
constantly hit by light; no matter how little there is, as long as even a single
photon is around the shade is impossible to remove from existence.
If ever it found itself in perfect dark though, there
would be no way to survive.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (29)
Gunvald
(R2)
vs (79) Triock Ulagolor
(R3 - Royal Rumble)
* Was the last to enter the ring, together with (16) Captain Whiskers, (81)
Rude Rooster, (10) Vasily and (7) Marge the Mega Mini Cleaner
vs (7) Marge
the Mega Mini Cleaner
vs (10) Vasily 036. FIGHTER: TinyA - MANAGER:
BranjoHello

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An atom wearing brightly red boxing gloves.
Power: Delivers a million punches per picosecond. Also, moves at a speed of
light of the one unit of one speed of light.
Weakness: He is afraid of his own shadow, always trying not to look at the floor
because of this. Also, jelly beans...god damn jelly beans.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (71) Bronze Catman
037. FIGHTER: Radaggarb the Unclean - MANAGER:
Braggadar

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Ever wonder why we shave, bathe, clip, snip and clean? Because of
HIM. When people in this world get filthy enough he can smell them. And given
enough time the walls of reality weaken and HE will emerge.
Hailing from a land known only as "Disgusting", Radaggarb is the personification
of terrible personal hygiene. He sports a range of disgusting offensive powers
from toxic flatulence gas, corrosive bad breath, terror-inspiring blacked teeth
and an almost inexhaustible supply of "still good" (rotten) fast food he stashes
in his flab of holding. Despite looking relatively human, he isn't truly of this
world. Those who dare to look upon his grotesque body will note his dense
unshaven body hair, earwax build-up and uncut nails forms a dense mat of armour,
making him a rather formidable foe.
His weakness? His powers are considerably weakened by personal hygiene products
and devices. Especially lavender scented soap.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (22)
Colonel Ben K'Neill
Voted back into the tournament.
(R2)
vs (7) Marge the Mega Mini Cleaner038. FIGHTER: Chatterbox - MANAGER:
Lazarus_03

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Chatterbox
AKA subconscious.
―――――――――― ―――――――――― ――――――――――
** Misfortunes **
Trapped
Doesn't get to choose the host.
Punching Bag
Gets blamed for stupid actions.
Involuntary Witness
…to everything public, and to everything private…
(*facepalm*)
(without a face and without a palm)
―――――――――― ―――――――――― ――――――――――
** Pass- itives **
Rent-free
Here we are buddy, the streets!
(not me. just you.)
Shouldn't have followed you on that "All-in"…
(💢 that's on you too!)
"Look at me, I'm the Captain Now" (ability to influence)
(yes yes, you juuust need a goodnight sleep… once you wake up,
everything will be back to normal.)
💤
(finally! uugh!)
Doesn't Poop
(oh man, not that way again. . .)
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (45)
Shiny
(R2)
vs (70) Sri Sri
(R3 - Royal Rumble)
* Was the third to enter the ring.
vs (15) Louise
the Lobster
vs (68) Neptun
vs (25) Aqua
vs (17) Mors
the Plaguebearer
039. FIGHTER: Connie the Office Barbarian - MANAGER:
DiffuseReflection

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Originally, Connie was just an ordinary mild-mannered time-traveling
robot barbarian, just like her peers. While she attended barbarian school and
did well in her classes of crushing the jeweled thrones of the world beneath her
sandaled feet, secretly she dreamed of greater things, of bringing order into a
chaotic world. However, one day while attending a class trip to a barbarian
horde invasion of the local Museum of Technology, Connie was bitten by a
radioactive Excel sheet that had gotten loose in the museum! An incredible
transformation took place, where Connie gained all the abilities of a
spreadsheet! She soon realized this power was too great to be kept to herself,
and should be used for the good of the world. But at the same time she could
never reveal them to her time-traveling robot barbarian classmates in order not
to endanger them. So she took on a secret identity, and now, unbeknownst to the
world, she fights crime and disorder as... CONNIE THE OFFICE BARBARIAN!
Powers:
Connie's original abilities were just the same everyday ordinary abilities as
any other time-traveling robot barbarian. You know, she has a sword and a laser
rifle and can do the usual sword-fighting time-jumping laser rifle-firing stuff.
However, her spreadsheet superpowers have allowed her to fight in new ways.
- Arithmetic operations on multiple cells: Connie can perform several types of
arithmetic at the same time extremely fast! This allows Connie to use her
time-traveling more effectively, appearing in multiple places while avoiding
inconvenient paradoxes.
- Column layout: Connie can add and delete columns, and can sort columns in
multiple different ways! While this was supposed to originally mean columns of
numbers, Connie has taken it to mean any kinds of columns including physical
ones, and can now very quickly build and remove columns on a battlefield, and
arrange them in complicated ways to change the geometry of a fight, allowing her
to sprint around the columns to get around enemies.
- Statistics module: Connie can estimate multiple types of statistics and
probabilities quickly and accurately. This allows her to evade attacks and
target her sword and rifle accurately in complicated maneuvers.
- Charts and diagrams: Connie can draw many kinds of graphs, including pie
charts and line charts, and images in color and black and white, and print them
to hard copy. Connie has interpreted this to mean that she can produce objects
shaped like pies and lines for use as weapons and armor.
- Sidekick: Clippie the Barbarian's Assistant is an odd creature, to Connie's
eyes he seems to be some kind of metal coiled snake with googly eyes, but he
seems helpful enough if a bit annoying, popping up now and then with advice ("It
looks like you are crushing your enemies and seeing them driven before you.
Would you like help?") but usually mostly serving as a distraction to enemies.
Weaknesses:
- Backward incompatibility: sometimes Connie's later moves are processed in an
incompatible format with older moves, causing her to forget what she has done.
- Format conversion error: Connie has trouble deciding whether a period or a
comma is a decimal separator, causing her to misjudge some measurements by
orders of magnitude. Similarly, sometimes she interprets dates and times wrong,
playing havoc especially with her time-jumping ability.
- Inconvenient updates: sometimes Connie gets a new version of her abilities at
random times, requiring her to pause and hide while applying the updates.
Moreover, sometimes the updates are complicated, requiring several steps of
communicating with a Wizard and you know how long-winded those can sometimes be.
- Music: She is not very good at it. Her time-traveling robot barbarian mostly
featured battle cries, and the spreadsheet powers did not feature a music
module. This frustrates her, as it seems that there should be a connection
between arranging numbers and arranging music, but so far it has not worked out.
- Ice-cream: She likes it a lot but it's a distraction and bad for her teeth.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (24)
Neo Cat
040. FIGHTER: The Dark Horseman - MANAGER:
bluethief

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No one knows the origin of The Dark Horseman, an imposing black
armour dressed figure, who rides through land and air on his black horse, The
Phantom, in search of his next battle.
His existence harkens back to the dawn of time itself. Every waged war has his
presence felt. Many were those who tried to recruit him or make an allegiance,
but The Dark Horseman cannot be summoned nor does he takes sides. He only
desires to satisfy his thirst for battle, only intervening when the outcome
favours him.
Warriors who face him are not considered enemies, only adversaries.
Those who saw him fight, tell tales of a relentless warrior, who's armour is
impenetrable. The strength's unmatched. His long silver sword slashes through
everything it touches on. And Phantom can appear as quickly as he can vanishes,
with a single thought. The mere presence of the Horseman strikes fears within
those who face him.
But what he has in strength and sheer power, he lacks in speed, giving an edge
to his opponents. However, it is believed that he's invincible, as many have
seen the Horseman suffer what would be considered fatal strikes. A grey mist
surrounds him, and he always emerges alive.
How can someone defeat a being like this? It is with great surprise that his
adversaries find that the Horseman accepts defeat. Whoever's able to strike him
with a "fatal" blow, has the Horseman's respect. Many see this as a weakness,
while others see it as honourable feat. Whatever the case, they always pray that
the day they have to face him never comes, as they might not be so lucky next
time.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (9)
Yorzmart Trussme
(R2)
vs (31) Katmeleonpus041 - 050
041. FIGHTER: Elemental Battle Golem - MANAGER:
LootHunter

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Elemental Battle Golem (or EBG) is a humanoid golem not unlike the ones in
Heroes games. It's 3 meters tall and mostly humanoid but has three pairs of
hands. The lower pair can shoot lightnings. The middle pair can shoot freezing
blasts. And the top pair can shoot fireballs or a continuous stream of fire. All
six hands (as well as legs) can rotate in their joints rather freely, alowing
for great mobility, like fighting an enemy that attacked from behind. In fact,
top pair of hands that shoot fire can shoot it in a way like rocket engine,
allowing for limited flight (like jump-jets in BattleTech).
Essentially, EBG is a power-focused fighter - is covered with adamantium for
defense and has great strength. It's speed, however, is rather average.
EBG's main weak point is energy consumption, especially when using elemental
attacks. EBG's Energy Core usually charged with pure magical energy (orinary
thing in Tulla, City of Mages where I ordered its construction) but it also can
absorb magical or elemental attacks that hit golem itself. However, if attacks
are only physical (like shells or blunt weapons) golem doesn't get any energy
from them.
Also, EBG's joints are its weaker spots, especially for some miniature weapons
that can go through slits and cause some internal damage.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (85)
Laser Lad
(R2)
vs (57) Rock
(R3 - Royal Rumble)
* Was the fourteenth to enter the ring.
vs (26)
Borellus de Castres042. FIGHTER: Human Cannonball - MANAGER:
ciemnogrodzianin

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In his own words:
"Wait for me!"
"I'm a XIX-century Human Cannonball!"
"I travel with my old-fashioned circus team. I present my skills in the arena,
but insiders know that I also take part in illegal fights in which I fight as a
cannon - self-propelled (leg openings) and firing at opponents. The biggest
weakness is the need to quickly return to the gun and reload it with myself
before the next shot. However, I hope that the large caliber and deadly shot
power are enough to win this tournament."
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (27)
Tanya
(R2)
vs (20) The Fiery Assassin
(R3 - Royal Rumble)
* Was the thirteenth to enter the ring.
vs (78)
Superdupont043. FIGHTER: Kath Hannah - MANAGER:
_Slaugh_

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A female ninja with psychic abilities. During her training at
the Bushido Tatakai Academy, she learned and mastered teleportation and
telekinesis.
Very impressive, you say, but think twice ...
She's still an apprentice and a bit clumsy. When she's too tired, she cannot
concentrate properly and her psychic abilities backfire spectacularly. She can
end up teleporting herself into a wall, and she becomes a human magnet,
attracting all the metallic objects nearby. She's learned the hard way the
importance of a good night's sleep, and she's now avoiding metal and
walls ... especially metallic walls !
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (54) 0101100101 - Flying Binary code
044. FIGHTER: Rolly - MANAGER:
argamasa

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In the past there was Rock alone. He was sad and lonely. But one day he met
Jelly and felt in love and get married. They named their son Rolly. It's a piece
of jelly but with a very bad behavior. He wants revenge his father humilliation,
so abandoned the home. He has developed an irrational anger against the monkeys,
specially three head monkeys.
+ Defense:
- As a chameleon he can change his skin, so he has the flexibility of the bubble
gums and become invisible as a banana jelly.
- He can adopt whatever form.
+ Attacks:
- Rock storm. A special earthquake that difficult to dance twist.
- Slime surface. A substance that can immobilize you.
- Bad smell. Can cause strong headaches.
Weaknesess:
- The water causes him damage. But the very danger are new song styles,
specially reggaeton. Why? Simple, he is soft per nature so rhythms can cause him
the melt down.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (11)
Julia
(R2)
vs (88) The Vagabond
(R3 - Royal Rumble)
* Was the nineteenth to enter the ring.
vs (21) Bernard
Rumpelstiltskin
vs (75)
Gologomir Vitalis The Squad Killer
vs (81) Rude
Rooster
vs (10) Vasily
vs (26)
Borellus de Castres
Rolly is the champion of Fight Club

(click to enlarge)045. FIGHTER: Shiny - MANAGER:
NickZah

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Big modified toilet brushe with small brain (don't ask me how it possible),
extremely prickly and aggressive, with a mania of cleanliness, feels potential
enemies for a very short distance. Afraid of being swept away in a whirlpool.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (38)
Chatterbox
046. FIGHTER: Elnaril - MANAGER:
briareoushex

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He is an elven mage with the ability to cast ice spells,magic
shield.
Abilities
Iceball : Casts an iceball spell to freeze opponent
Ice shard : Ice shard projectile attack
Magic shield : Conjures a magical shield to repel elemental attacks
Ice wall : Raises an ice wall to impede melee attacks
Weakness
Melee attacks
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (86) Glorqon
047. FIGHTER: Ryzhik - MANAGER:
Catac1ysm

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A red cat that can think like a human. His name is Ryzhik. He has no
supernatural abilities other than the ability to talk to people. But he can
bite, scratch, run fast and jump high, which helps him get out of any trouble.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (20) The Fiery Assassin
048. FIGHTER: Shroomy - MANAGER:
matterbandit

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In his own words:
"My name is Shroomy. When people hear my name, they expect to meet some
appetizing pizza topping. But I am not your average Super Mario mushroom. I am,
in fact, quite hideous and visually unsettling.
You see, I am a mutated and genetically-weaponized Bleeding Tooth fungus.
Those who fear me have nicknamed me "devil's tooth". But those who have fallen
infatuated with me have called me "strawberries and cream", unwittingly.
Strengths:
- The mere sight of the red goo that "bleeds" out of my skin tends to scare away
potential enemies. This is on my lucky days.
- Unlike my ancestors, the red goo on my skin is very toxic. Touching it
triggers paralysis. Rare are those that dare touch the poison.
- True to my fungus heritage, I can release a swarm of spores into the air. This
serves 2 purposes, all depending on where those spores land...
- If they land on soil or on tree bark or a pile of dead leaves, then those
spores is how I "transcend" by budding my future self and reproducing myself.
It's a slow process, but it guarantees that I live forever (in theory).
- However, if those spores are inhaled by an enemy (or even a non-enemy), a
neurological reaction is triggered within their brain and they are overcome by a
sense of infatuation with me. They no longer see me as a threatening poisonous
mushroom but instead are enamoured by my "strawberries and cream" appearance.
These spores are my defence mechanism.
Weaknesses:
- Being a fungus, I have no mobility. Or to be more specific, you'll need to
capture a time-lapse video to see me move and spread at a micro level.
- I cannot run away from the few who dare touch my red poison goo, so I am
forced to be at their death beds and endure their rotting corpses.
- I have no control over the actions of enemies who inhale my spores and are
overcome by infatuation of me. This unpredictability has saved my life on many
occasions, but has sometimes led to undesirable results."
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (6)
Lucy
(R2)
vs (16) Captain Whiskers
049. FIGHTER: Coral - MANAGER:
bler144

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In her own words:
"I am a Siren named Coral, whose singing voice can charm or render opponents
into sleep, however I am prone to occasional bouts of flatulence, which break
the spell - though could perhaps be fatal for someone with severe asthma or
COPD."
"I also have a weakness for chocolate - it is just so hard to find under the
sea."
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (3)
1H1K-EZ9000
(R2)
vs (27) Tanya
(R3 - Royal Rumble)
* Was the sixteenth to enter the ring.
vs (26)
Borellus de Castres050. FIGHTER: Fighting for Dummies - MANAGER:
ywzywz

Cursed Book named " Fighting for Dummies "
There is a Dummy big and ugly but overall the world there were lots of books
named " Fighting for dummies " in book stores.
Whenever Dummy need a fighter it can randomly sommon in the arena a fighter who
bought that book in past
See its just a misunderstanding. When someone buy that book he/she will be a
slave for that evil dummy.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (73)
Lady Mindy
(R2)
vs (60) Wild Tornado
(R3 - Royal Rumble)
* Was the eight to enter the ring.
vs (17)
Mors the Plaguebearer051 - 060
051. FIGHTER: fiery Marble8 - MANAGER:
foxgog

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A marble coloured d20 dice with an attitude.
He is fed up of being thrown around in Pen & Paper roleplaying sessions or
boardgame evenings, and repeatedly falling off the table! (What are 'they'
thinking?) He--the one who determines the outcome of many adventures, the
glorious success or critical failure of experienced heroes, and the demise of
mighty foes, the one who is carrying the fate of the world on its
shoulders--sets out to break free from those disrespectful hands and to forge
his own fortune.
Marble8 does not like neither his six-sided brethren nor their meager pips. A
classy die features numbers in a fabulous design! (And his lucky number is 210.)
Furthermore, he is not fond of heights--as the reader might have guessed,
already, and reacts allergic to stickers.
But beware of his crits! His 20 delivers a devastating critical hit even to the
mightiest opponents, and facing his 1 results in a critical failure of whatever
someone dares to attempt.
He can harness the power of the elements, or weaken the strong, slow down the
fast, and reduce the wisdom to nothing.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs
(7) Marge the Mega Mini Cleaner
052. FIGHTER: Tilapia - MANAGER:
nevarRed

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A fish obsessed with bringing about The End by summoning the great tentacled
dreaming one.
Frequently overlooked as a mere "fish", the world doesn't understand the peril
it is in whilst the hyper intelligent Tilapia schemes.
Tilapia is in excellent shape, works out often, eats clean and has a strangely
hypnotic stare.
Harbours an irrational fear of citrus fruit, particularly tangelos.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (14)
Lift Racy
053. FIGHTER: Sinister - MANAGER:
Mortius1

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When Sinister was young, he wanted to be a dance instructor. This
dream was dashed as he has no fewer than four left feet, making him rather
clumsy.. Having hands would be nice, but all four limbs end in left feet.
Despite this, Sinister will still dance from time to time, with hilarious
results..
Sinister joins the fight club as a kick boxer, with two strong left kicks.. The
boxing part is admittedly a challenge, as boxing gloves that fit his arm-feet
are hard to come by.
Nominative determinism plays a major part in Sinister's life. Although he is
never on the right side of an argument, he makes up for in ominous remarks that
put his opponent off guard.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (72)
Faux-Spoilerman
054. FIGHTER: 0101100101 - Flying Binary code - MANAGER:
truhlik

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Portrait version 2

(click to enlarge) Portrait version 1
Is it swarm? ... Is it fog? ... No, it's 0101100101 - Flying
Binary code.
01010100 01100001 01101011 01100101
00100000 01101111 01110110 01100101
01110010 00100000 01110100 01101000
01100101 00100000 01110111 01101111
01110010 01101100 01100100 00100001
Er..Binary code? Really? Everyone probably know Matrix and famous flying code.
So this is very similar. Although not on your desktop, but flying all around. So
no chance to avoid meeting with it.
No one know who programmed it, no one know who downloaded from shady pages, no
one knows who accidentally printed it on cursed 3D printer. But it's here. And
is prepared to harm everyone.
It's superpowers are:
AI powered ChatBot - most boring and dull chatbot you can even imagine. With no
option to skip it. It will bore you to death
Targeted advertising - according your digital footprint, it will choose most
appropriate ads and started to flood you with them. Only chance is to watch them
and been trapped.
Weaknesses:
Dark sunglases - everyone who wears sunglasses is immune to Binary code's attack
power. Hardly say why. Maybe it's due to UV filter that somehow distrupt aiming.
Or maybe with glases you're too handsome to be attacked.
Disassembler gun - it's nice to be modern and shiny .NET code, or old and robust
C code. Even rusty and insufficient QBasic code has its magic. But assembler?
Who the want to be assembler? Nop nop nop...
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (43) Kath Hannah
(R2)
vs (26) Borellus de Castres055. FIGHTER: Ranzar - MANAGER:
PMPMGamer

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A green goblin about 1 meter tall. He used to living in dark
habitats looking for treasures and not afraid of the darkness of caves. He has
the ability to quickly dodge enemy attacks.
His main weapon is a bow with deadly arrows.
His weakness is close attacks so he is able to use the lowest tricks to defeat
an enemy when he feels threatened.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (32) Shield Lady
056. FIGHTER: Kisha - MANAGER:
Cavalary

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She told him that it was happening again, then asked, then pestered,
cajoled, harrumphed, flew in front of his face with her hands on her hips and
even pulled on his robes, but nothing changed Calad's decision to take a break
from adventuring, and from having much of anything to do with anyone else for
that matter, dedicating himself to the wealth of knowledge and imagination found
in the tomes accumulated in his library, and to the other comforts of his home.
She even pulled on the hairs on his arms, hard, but all that accomplished was
needing to blink back to the faerie plane so she won't slam against the wall
when they came loose.
So she tried one last thing, threatening to enlist herself in the Fight Club,
without him. Of course, she didn't really mean to, it is kind of scary, and she
liked helping in fights, but mostly as long as the enemies didn't really pay
attention to her and she could vanish again by the time they did. But when he
shrugged and told her to go ahead if she wants it so badly, she couldn't exactly
back out anymore. And he did sound like he really meant it when he assured her
that he'll bring her back, good as new, if it went badly, and he had done it
before. But she doesn't want to think about that anymore, so she really, really,
really hoped she won't have to.
And this is how Calad's pixie familiar, Kisha, ended up enlisting herself to
take part in the Fight Club.
She's can fly, in fact almost always does, and is really quick, agile, capable
of dodging almost anything and with magical defenses that can keep most harmful
spells from touching her, and if all of that fails she'll instinctively blink
back to the faerie plane for just an instant, simply vanishing from the mortal
world for just an instant, enough for the attack to harmlessly pass through the
spot where she used to be, only for her to reappear, ready to strike back at the
bewildered enemy. She can also make herself invisible at will, though the effect
wears off as soon as she touches or is touched by another being. She was tempted
to say "another living being", but remembered with a shudder the times when the
being she touched was not exactly living, in fact definitely undead, and the
effect was the same.
Her other abilities aren't that useful in direct combat, but maybe there will be
ways for her to make use of her great skill with picking locks and finding and
disarming traps. She did try setting some a few times as well, and they usually
worked, but she didn't really practice that much, so she wasn't quite as good at
that as she was at finding and disarming. Picking pockets, or otherwise taking
items that others don't guard well enough, is another thing she can do
reasonably well if she puts her mind to it, though again not something she
practiced that much... Or at least that's what she says, firmly and insistently.
As for actually hurting an enemy, she has a magical little dagger that can hurt
a lot even in her tiny hands and a few simple spells to throw, but mainly she
dazzles and confuses, be it by magic or by simply flying around, blinking in and
out of visibility or even existence, taunting, poking, pulling, occasionally
tripping and generally managing to be so annoying as to distract and break the
concentration of even seasoned opponents, be they warriors or mages or anything
in between. That was usually all Calad needed from her, but she guesses that
she'll be able to figure out how to really fight on her own just as well. She
has been watching him for so many years, after all.
In terms of weaknesses, on top of the limitations already mentioned, well, she
is a pixie. She can't exactly carry or equip much of anything, huffs and puffs
and needs to regain her breath after dealing even with objects that would be
light even for a weak human, and if something as simple as a whack with a club
somehow gets past her defenses, or of course if a powerful enough spell or an
ability that she won't understand well enough to counter will overewhelm them,
barely more than a smudge will be left. At least on this plane of existence,
until Calad will bring her back again... Or so she hopes.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (78) Superdupont
057. FIGHTER: Rock - MANAGER:
AWG43

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In the past there was Rock alone. He was sad and lonely. But one day
he met Jelly and felt in love and get married. They named their son Rolly. It's
a piece of jelly but with a very bad behavior. He wants revenge his father
humilliation, so abandoned the home. He has developed an irrational anger
against the monkeys, specially three head monkeys.
+ Defense:
- As a chameleon he can change his skin, so he has the flexibility of the bubble
gums and become invisible as a banana jelly.
- He can adopt whatever form.
+ Attacks:
- Rock storm. A special earthquake that difficult to dance twist.
- Slime surface. A substance that can immobilize you.
- Bad smell. Can cause strong headaches.
Weaknesess:
- The water causes him damage. But the very danger are new song styles,
specially reggaeton. Why? Simple, he is soft per nature so rhythms can cause him
the melt down.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (18)
Qeesamander
(R2)
vs (41) Elemental Battle Golem058. FIGHTER: The Circus - MANAGER:
frost0

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This is a sentient tent that wraps around battle arena and uses its
performers for fighting. Depending on situation it might use trapeze acrobats,
clowns, lion tamers, magicians, strongman etc. As for weakneses, well, The
Circus fears fire as it can quickly reduce it to ash.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (15)
Louise the Lobster
059. FIGHTER: A1 Cap-1 - MANAGER:
honglath

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He's a young boy with dark, blue eyes that appeared out of nowhere.
He doesn't really understand the human customs, but tries his best to fit in.
His powers are concentrated on an atomic era styled handgun that never leaves
his left hand, which contains a miniature black hole.
Using the power of gravity, the gun can propel nearly any type of physical
matter forward, making bullets out of virtually anything, though their standard
power can be adjusted for minimal damage. Bigger bang needs longer charging and
it's technically possible to turn the planet itself into a bullet, but the
conditions are nearly impossible to complete.
Similarly, it can deflect projectiles composed of materials that can be affected
by gravity, an effect weaker the greater the distance and/or mass. Though in a
pinch, a large object traveling at high speed can be momentarily deflected at
the cost of a short, disabling exhaustion.
And finally, it will attract itself to aim towards any potential foe, living or
otherwise, attacking from a close proximity, often at ridiculous speeds that may
harm the wielder's body if done from incorrect positions, intelligently trading
lesser injuries from otherwise fatal harm.
As an ultimate move, if the boy is indeed fatally harmed, the weapon can choose
to reconstruct their body using the surrounding matter at the expense of
temporarily crippling the weapon by losing the ability to extract energy from
the miniature black hole encased within. Or instead overload itself to go out in
a blaze of glory. Longer charge, greater aoe damage.
As a handgun, the weapon can fire as fast as its human wielder can pull the
trigger, with the power of a standard bullet. Each second of charging can double
its power and in return, the weapon heats up equally.
While the weapon itself can withstand immense temperatures, the same cannot be
said of the wielder or their surroundings, hence the limits of its power depends
on the materials the boy is reconstructed of.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (25)
Aqua
060. FIGHTER: Wild Tornado - MANAGER:
Pera95

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A wizard called Wild Tornado.
He can transform his body into wind and he can steal defenses of his antagonists
and use it against them.
Wild Tornado is deathly afraid of foxes.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (19)
Glanan Nightheart
(R2)
vs (50) Fighting for Dummies061 - 070
061. FIGHTER: an encyclopedia - MANAGER:
Ruvika

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The killer instinct of books are well know, every year take the life
of several people, jumping from shelves and crushing heads, bleeding people to
death with their sharpen sheets (so sharp that can cut your head) and even
burning to death when the have the opportunity to cause maximum damage.
As Frankenstein Monster, books hate their creators, resentful with humanity
because they went from being gigantic murals made of rock in ancient temples to
small rectangles made out of trees.
The knowledge of books is well know, through history there are several reports
of this knowledge has corrupted men. They also have control over feeling,
causing depression, joy, uncontrollable laugh, existential crisis, boredom and
much more complex emotions.
This encyclopedia wants blood and know the perfect place to get it, the Fight
Club.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (13)
Glenfiddich McCadbury
(R2)
vs (10) Vasily062. FIGHTER: Skeletinio - MANAGER:
greeklover

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Under the sounds of Soul Bossa Nova, with number 9 on the back of a
yellow and green jersey, Skeletinio enters the Fight Club shaking his bones and
stirring up the spectators! "Olá! I am here for the game, we are playing
football, right? No? What do you mean we are going to fight against each other?
Good thing I know capoeira:)" A short skeleton, fast and nimble, but frail and
vulnerable to fire and bludgeoning weapons. He was trained as a monk and is a
master of unarmed combat. A mysterious ball is floating next to him, last time
he kicked it, a giant wave of energy appeared out of nowhere consuming his
enemies. Skeletinio takes a look at all his weird opponents. "I hope you all
play fair and may the best win! After the rumble we'll all have cocktails on the
baech and I'll tell you the story about "the hand of God":D
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (4)
Gerald of Red Deer
(R2)
vs (12) Muskito063. FIGHTER: The Scrivener - MANAGER:
Accatone

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An invisible entity that can shapeshift to anything except human
beings. It does not like fighting at all; it would prefer not to. Yet, if
someone/something attacks, it would defend its life source to death and use the
aggressor's force against the aggressor with its shapeshifting capabilities.
The Scrivener does not like human beings, but it likes reading books (one of its
favorite books is Melville's Bartleby, the Scrivener). Books feeds The
Scrivener's life force and imagination. You could see a Harry Potter spell used
in The Fight Club out of nowhere. Some say The Scrivener's lack of attacking
capabilities is a huge weakness, but defence can be very deadly as well.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (21)
Bernard Rumpelstiltskin
064. FIGHTER: Bouncy boi - MANAGER:
XYCat

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The bouncing disco ball (with a face :D <- that's what the face
actually looks like)
What bounyboi does is that he rolls and bounces to the rhythm of funky music
that inexplicably plays when he's around and moves around, nobody knows where
the music comes from but everyone hears it. He can blind people with discoball
lights, he can mangle them with bouncing, and he can distract them with too much
funk (to the point when they'd ally with him and dance instead of fighting him
because somehow music sounds better with him). Also, as a last resort he can get
down on it and chomp on his opponent and transfer funk directly into their
brain.
The bouncing obviously makes him very good at evasion and makes his attack
unpredictable because nobody knows where he's gonna bounce next, not even him.
He doesn't exactly control the bounce so he can bounce away from the arena
unintentionally (leaving a lasting funk echo behind). He can't bounce on water
and other materials that aren't exactly bouncable because they absorb the
kinetic energy of the bounce. He can distract himself with his own funk if it's
too powerful.
The everpresent funk music that can be heard when he's around can have various
effects on the audience and the environment. Ranging from people going boogie
oogie oogie all over the place to the actual building bouncing like it's time to
groove, which can have completely random and unexpected impact on the fight,
negative or positive.
The only authority he respects is the funky president.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (69)
Soichiro Honda
065. FIGHTER: Carrara - MANAGER:
ConsulCaesar

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The living marble statue. It was sculpted by a renowed artists to
represent a famous athlete. However, the kingdom where it was carved and placed
fell under a witch's spell that turned every person into a stone statue... And
fortunately, as a side effect, all statues came into life.
After the initial excitement of being part of the rising society of the Stone
Kingdom, Carrara got bored and decided to start a journey in search of
adventures. Hearing about the Fight Club has only made it even thirstier of the
physical feats that the man it is inspired by achieved in the distant past.
Carrara's main advantages are its physical endurence and huge strength. It is
also inmune to poisons. As a disadvantage, it is slower and less agile than its
flesh-and-blood counterparts, and its wounds (fissures) don't heal particularly
well.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (30) H2NaO3Ca4SbXe12
(R2)
vs (25) Aqua066. FIGHTER: Nightwave - MANAGER:
MarinkoT

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Nightwave has learned to make waves appear from nowhere and he wades
into combat wielding a poisonous lasso that can force assailants to drop all
possessions. He has learned to absorb the damage from most physical attacks and
redirect it toward any attacker close by.
Weakness
He becomes confused in the presence of ice.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (17)
Mors the Plaguebearer
067. FIGHTER: Jumberlack - MANAGER:
ariaspi

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In his youth, he was a happy lumberjack enjoying his work in the forest. But all
that changed when an encounter with a mama bear left him traumatised. What
happened there, or how he escaped, apparently unharmed physically, we don't
really know, as he's never willing to tell the story. After a few years, being
proficient with axes, he decided to become a firefighter, and so... here he is
today.
Strengths: - athletic, with good endurance, and climbing ladders expert
- resistance to fire, smoke and chemical gases, thanks to his protective suit
- trusty fire axe as a main weapon
- fire hose and fire extinguisher with sticky foam as secondary weapons
Weaknesses: - bears, obviously
- running out of water for his hose
- cats stuck high up in trees
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (83)
Scott Arnold
068. FIGHTER: Neptun - MANAGER:
AlexTerranova

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Cunning prankster and malevolent host of the nordic seas. Often
appears on crowded ferries, sailing through his realms. Summons water-hags and
trolls to distract potential victims, sneaks behind and plays nefarious tricks
on unsuspected travelers.
Special ability:
Pour ice-cool water on the nape to deal cold damage. Has a chance to freeze
opponent. ( However, stun effect can be lifted by a glass of good brandy. )
Weakness:
Tires fast due to the old age. Has hard time handling long combat sessions. (
Summoned trolls and hags can perform magic rituals to recharge part of his
energy. )
Melee weapon: stainless trident
High resistance to: water elemental and frost damage
Sea adventurers, beware! It is speculated, that crew of some ferries is in
league with Neptun and can assist him in pranks or even in open combat.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (1)
VRincent-van-GOG
(R2)
vs (3) 1H1K-EZ9000
(R3 - Royal Rumble)
* Was the fourth to enter the ring.
vs (38)
Chatterbox.069. FIGHTER: Soichiro Honda - MANAGER:
Dark_art_

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-Present yourself.
-"My name is Soichiro Honda and I'm a regular anime teenager who got transfered
to Doc's World, with the purpose of defeating the Demon Lord. Konichiwa."
Soichiro is a very unusual person because is very dumb, clumsy, has little
charisma and overall skill but has tons of luck. He rides his trusty small
companion motorcycle named Agro (unknown brand) everywhere, and to help
navigating, Agro has a detachable and portable flashlight that shines brighter
when pointed to the correct direction. The "correct direction" though, usually
get them in fights with big monsters (<- totally not a ps2 game reference).
Agro is known to help Soichiro on ocasions, like creating clouds of stinky
smoke, giving relationship advice or having unlimited number of gears on pursuit
scenes.
Soichiro's main powers are running like crazy waiting something lucky to happen
(because he's too dumb) and yelling so loud while talking, that oponents feel
dizzy. He actually can and do both at the same time.
He also has a very special ability called "NANI?" that he can use to pause
fights, at any random moment, to talk about past hardships, life or morals
(using his yelling power). There's no yet known way to counter this special
ability but it comes with a quirk, any fight will be finished within 5 minutes
after this special ability is used.
He can't die and in the rare unlucky event of dying, he's imediatly revived
because he always carries the sacred "Twin Dragon Balls" amulet that his parents
implant in him at birth. The amulet need to be massaged now and then or it will
loose power, wich Soichiro never do in front of others.
Being very freaking dumb and idiot is clearly Soichiro's weakness.
He also seem to get beaten in most fights (because is dumb), up to the point of
remembering the good times spent with Agro, wich usually trigger "NANI?" ability
or when finaly something lucky happens.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (64)
Bouncy boi
(R2)
vs (89) Stormhand
(R3 - Royal Rumble)
* Was the ninth to enter the ring.
vs (86)
Glorqon070. FIGHTER: Sri Sri - MANAGER:
Wirvington

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A world-renowned new age spiritual guru who became famous after his
2019 TED talk in Birdsville, Australia. He is most known for his circular
dialectic and his popular claim that anyone can become anything they want by
just projecting their thoughts towards their goals (even though due to the
mysterious nature of his methodology, he's never been caught on record
explicitly explaining how thoughts turn into reality when one isn't already a
millionaire).
The origins and birthplace of Sri Sri are highly debated on internet forums and
at Harvard University to this day. The most wildly accepted theory dismisses the
official statement issued by Birdsville public institutions affirming they
posses a birth certificate for one named "Chablis Jumelle", born the same day as
Sri Sri, and whom all the other 139 residents of the Australian rural town have
known ever since "he was the shape of an oversized bean" (Bamboo Jevin.
Birdsville, 2020) and until he disappeared after the success of his TED talk in
2019. But the association between Chablis and Sri Sri hasn't stuck anywhere
beyond Birdsville's borders, and so far, it is ubiquitously accepted that Sri
Sri was born from a lotus flower in a Tibetan lake and is the reincarnation of
Sri, another spiritual guru with whom he bears an eery resemblance with and who
disappeared from the public online spotlight in 2018, following allegations of
tax evasion and fraud "up over" in the northern hemisphere. Just like with
Chablis Jumelle, the evidence linking Sri and Sri Sri as them being the same
non-reincarnated person has been utterly refuted everywhere outside Birdsville
as "plainly bollocks".
Sri Sri skyrocketed in popularity once he began uploading videos to his "$ri
$ri" YouTube channel in the early days of 2010. It appears his overly
condescending nature, as well as his ability to speak only in whispers and very
very slowly, were the determining factors of his early success (citation
needed). Ever since then, his youtube channel has amassed a following of over
10M subscribers, and his monthly online webinars ($8K entry fee required) in
which he just stares at the camera silently, have gathered a numerous group of
acolytes mostly consisting of middle-class depressed citizens. It's also
noteworthy and a source of great pride for the guru, that due to the vagueness
of his language, Sri Sri has also been deemed to be the 'Dark Souls of spiritual
leaders' (source: Kotaku).
Superpowers
Scam Talk: he can make you believe anything he wants, and he might (or might
not), take some of your money while he's at it.
Tom Sawyer's Resurrection: Sri Sri's consciousness is everlasting and grants him
the power of resurrection. He might come back to life after he's been officially
declared dead by numerous authorities and he doesn't even require the canonical
three days to do so. He's that cool (citation needed).
Weaknesses
Reality bites: His superpowers can only manifest when they're being broadcasted.
Schooled in rhetoric: anyone who knows the different types of formal and
informal fallacies can inflict a mortal wound on him.
* * *
The following takes place sometime after the Day 21 fights (Round 2).
Sri Sri ponders about his defeat at the eh... metaphorical hands of his ultimate
nemesis, Chatterbox, and realizes, in an unparalleled exercise of mental
gymnastics, that everyone must be feeling quite sorrowful for his shameful
demise at the arena. "The world won't reach Ultimate Illumination™ now. Such a
pity, oh such a terrible pity..." He sighs whilst staring at the inscrutable
depths of his cup of matcha tea. "How will you deal with that thought, eh
Chatterbox?". And he finishes the sentence with a sad smirk, typical of those of
self-centered nature who are not used to failing. He likes what he has just said
well enough though, like most of the times he says anything for that matter, so
he produces a notebook in which to archive such reverse uno card occurrences for
future use. On it's cover, there's an illegal printout of his portrait by the
renowned artist Bethany the water hag. He stares at it mesmerised, forgetting
about what he was about to write down, the image of his own visage being the
ever-familiar catalyst for his consciousness to expand and fill the infinite
universe. Below the printout, a golden engraving surrounded by stickers of
temples and dollar signs reads: "This notebook belongs to Sri Sri Sri".
* * *
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (80)
Joe
(R2)
vs (38) Chatterbox071 - 080
071. FIGHTER: Bronze Catman - MANAGER:
acamilenkovic

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Superpowers
He has a reputation for an awesome flexibility.
Has been known to become camouflaged, however only in darkness.
He has been known to create steel out of thin air and he can transform any
creature into a zebra.
He has a reputation for a super constitution and he has mastered the ability to
deflect death rays.
Weaknesses
He takes harm from exposure to diamond.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (36) TinyA
(R2)
vs (21) Bernard Rumpelstiltskin072. FIGHTER: Faux-Spoilerman - MANAGER:
park_84

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Superpowers
- Not always reliable and only working to some extent, but he can read minds and
see the future. That sounds more pompous than it really is, it'd be more
accurate to say he has some social skills and attended a few lectures on
behavioural psychology.
- He can be incredibly annoying by spoiling anything for you, anything that can
be spoiled is a potential victim of Faux-Spoilerman: a movie, a game, your next
action... The thing is, he knows how to inflict pain and a simple spoiler it's
not wicked enough, so what he does is attack you with a real spoiler... or a
fake one!
The former is terrible, the latter is worse, the result of being attacked by a
fake spoiler is a massive disappointment because what he told you was going to
happen didn't happen at all and it turns out to be much better than what
actually did happen, at this point you craved that to happen. Yes, he even
claimed that there were no UFOs in Indy 4, it's truly perverse.
Weaknesses
- He's a normal human, so he can defeated in a myriad of ways: he can die from a
heart attack, from trying to feed a hippo on a trip through Africa, from feeling
inspired after watching some Jackass movie... Although it's not as bad as it
might seem, he lives in Europe and takes advantage of the public health care, so
he doesn't mind getting hurt from time to time, at least it's free.
- Sometimes he just guesses without really knowing if what he says is a real
spoiler or a fake one, consequently he doesn't really control the outcome of his
attacks.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (53)
Sinister
(R2)
vs (75) Gologomir Vitalis The Squad Killer073. FIGHTER: Lady Mindy - MANAGER:
altosy

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Power.- Can go inside your mind, do a full read and mess with.
Debility.- Read is light speed and free but modifications require trance, 30
seconds minimum.
The victim is not affected during the modification, full functional.
Once completed, the victim reflects immediately the change, not earlier.
Mindy has trained to survive beatings but many bad things can happen during the
time defenseless.
The modifications most be efective and fast to do.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs
(50) Fighting for Dummies
074. FIGHTER: Rose The Untamed - MANAGER:
Clairsentient

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This distrusting cat is indifferent toward her owner, and when
called, only comes if she feels like it. She always acts as though any stranger
she meets will try to catch and kill her, and dislikes other animals.
She's dopey and often gets stuck in silly places. She is only slightly clean and
hates getting dirty but she will not use a litter box if it has been used even
once before. She is playful and can entertain herself. She's only quiet when
she's asleep or up to something.
She's a very picky eater and is underweight as a result. Her favourite cat food
brand is an expensive canned variety.
She's a good hunter and loves to chase string.
She likes to lie on warm laptops.
She complains excessively if she is shut out of a room.
Super Powers:
Super irritation. (Induce levels of irritation in others that ranges from mildly
annoying to mind-shattering)
Super acceleration. (Go from standing to top speed instantaneously)
Weakness:
Addicted to Catnip
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (84)
The Backlog
(R2)
vs (15) Louise the Lobster075. FIGHTER: Gologomir Vitalis The Squad Killer - MANAGER:
Zezione

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A Vesk Mercenary. With great strength and combat abilities, Gologomir is like a
walking tank, is fearless in combat but his temper make it an easy target when
he's angry.
STRENGTH:
1. Natural body armor, a vesk scaly skin is more resistant.
2. The brute force of a vesk can be lethal.
3. Heavy armors barely affects their movement speed.
4. Use a laser cannon and a laser battle axe.
WEAKNESS:
1. His temper.
2. Weak at below zero temperatures.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (23)
Rolf the Mutated Hedgehog
(R2)
vs (72) Faux-Spoilerman
(R3 - Royal Rumble)
* Was the twentieth to enter the ring.
vs (44) Rolly076. FIGHTER: The Rider Who Wears A Mask - MANAGER:
Amclass

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Emerging from over the hill in a cloud of dust kicked up in the wake
from his supercharged dirtbike, scarf trailing behind him, is "The Rider Who
Wears A Mask". An unnamed, mild-mannered, inner city, college TA by day, he was
given the ability to henshin into the ant themed defender of the cosmos by the
Aculeata alien race. He wields the saber known as Bite, and has a blaster known
as Fire. In his war against the Vespoids, the eternal enemies of his makers, he
also can form a large mecha of six robotic ants known as the Colony. As part of
his genetics, his weaknesses are poison and boots.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (12) Muskito
077. FIGHTER: Gigantic Wolf - MANAGER:
Gigi444

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Gigantic Wolf possesses the power to communicate
with werewolves from a distance and it displays an astonishing strength. Also he
have large, razor-sharp claws. Weaknesses is being slow.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (79)
Triock Ulagolor
078. FIGHTER: Superdupont - MANAGER:
Pouyou-pouyou

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French superhero, imbued with french chauvinistic superpowers, he
fights for the values and products of France : wine, baguettes, croissants,
camembert, ...
He wears a béret, a marcel and a cape. He flies to the danger and fights the
enemies of France with his amazing french boxing skills.
His weakness is all the non-french cultural products that invade his beloved
country, like junk / fast food & cheap made in china products.
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COMBAT
(R1)
vs (56) Kisha
(R2)
vs (14) Lift Racy
(R3 - Royal Rumble)
* Was the twelfth to enter the ring.
vs (31)
Katmeleonpus
vs (86) Glorqon
vs (42) Human
Cannonball
vs (12) Muskito
vs (21)
Bernard Rumpelstiltskin 079. FIGHTER: Triock Ulagolor - MANAGER:
triock

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The youngest son of the legendary hero Jandar err... just google him
:p Equipped with his famous flamesword Riarwirn and a ring of healing, he has
nothing to fear. He's a little bit older and wiser since we last saw him, but
still remians the same "relatively" young Elven prick everyone loves. or hate.
You choose. :p Anyway, his only weakness is that he likes to sing, especially
famous and popular Elvish tunes, which can be distracting sometimes. So let's
see how he will fare in this new game. :)
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (77)
Gigantic Wolf
(R2)
vs (35) P-AE00FF080. FIGHTER: Joe - MANAGER:
babark

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Joe was pretty average guy, with a wife and a dog and a family,
spent his days working at a button factory. But then, one day, he got his hands
on a newspaper from the future, with an obituary. HIS OBITUARY. It mentioned all
the incredibly feats he'd done, all the monsters and oppressive villains he'd
vanquished, before dying peacefully in his bed at 90 with never an illness or a
broken bone or pulled muscle to his name.
Joe did the obvious thing, and decided to become a superhero, and was quite
successful, perhaps almost totally due to luck, because...his major weakness was
that he wasn't very skillful or strong or nimble or smart, he just had the
future on his side. He had spent most of his earlier life pushing buttons at the
button factory.
He heard about this Fight Club thing happening, so he decided to give it a
try...
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (70)
Sri Sri
081 - 090
081. FIGHTER: Rude Rooster - MANAGER:
CervelloYM

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He is a rooster who defines himself as asexual. Physically, he is not in great
shape. He needs to lose quite a lot of weight and he is very short. He was
raised by his mother, his father left when he was young.
Special powers:
- Disrupt and destroy objects (and dreams) with high pitched screams.
- Manipulate energy to propel through the air and fly at will (edit: more like
gliding than flying.)
- Brave and fearless, not scared of anything (he eats cockroaches for breakfast,
can't beat that.)
Weaknesses:
- Has ADHD.
- Mean and rude for no reason.
- Agoraphobia.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs
(34) Natura
(R2)
vs (32) Shield Lady
(R3 - Royal Rumble)
* Was the last to enter the ring, together with (16) Captain Whiskers, (10)
Vasily, (7) Marge the Mega Mini Cleaner and (35) P-AE00FF
vs (44) Rolly082. FIGHTER: Unit 14QN9 - MANAGER:
ashwald

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Giant Robotic Space Scorpion of Doom from the 9543th Squadron of the
Armies of the Great Emperor Quoxetrlan II. Created to take over the known
universe by whatever means necessary.
Armored exoskeleton and razor sharp pincers, tail stinger fires superheated
bolts of plasma. Water resistant, can move on all types of terrain. Oufitted
with a languages comprehension module.
Enjoys sunsets, long walks on the beach at sunset, and organics screaming and
fleeing in all directions.
Is actually a refurbished unit. Abhors magnets. Low rate of fire. Prone to (not
necesserily at the same time) randomly lose languages comprehension capability
and temporarily go berserk or idle, due to software glitches in the OS.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (33) Smartlock aka Pattrick
(R2)
vs (17) Mors the Plaguebearer083. FIGHTER: Scott Arnold - MANAGER:
sasuke12

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A 6 feet tall, athletic build man in his late 20s who works as a bank manager.
He has a strange ability that he calls ‘event negation’. The user of this power
can take any event that has happened and revert it back to the state that it was
previously in, as if the event never happened thus effectively undoing any
changes that occurred in set event. This could range from something as simple as
regenerating an arm that has already been severed to rejecting death itself for
the purposes of resurrection. Scott can also negate the bonds of molecules to
sever matter.
His weakness is that he is a normal human male and not some being with super
strength or enhanced physical attributes. Given his loss in the previous fight
club event, he is a lot more cautious and analytical of his opponents and does
not display arrogance towards his enemies.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (67)
Jumberlack
(R2)
vs (24) Neo Cat084. FIGHTER: The Backlog - MANAGER:
cose_vecchie

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It has no special power or mode of attack; the only thing it does is
to grow progressively bigger over time.
Its origin is uncertain. No one exactly knows how it comes into existence; it
goes largely unnoticed, until its size starts to become too worryingly large to
be ignored.
From then on it just gets bigger and bigger, until it crushes its opponent under
its weight (while also draining his wallet).
It has no known weakness; various ways of dealing with it have been proposed
over the years, but with no real success.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (74)
Rose The Untamed
085. FIGHTER: Laser Lad - MANAGER:
13ison

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A human from the Maima colony in the 31st century. He has come back to the 21st
century in search of his sister Mirror Miss after she was sent hurtling back in
time by the Darkness Demon. He has the ability to take any light source in his
vicinity and focus its photons into an intense cutting or concussive beam. The
power and size of the beam is limited by the size of the source and thus the
number of photons it emits at one time and the direction of the beam must be a
direction the source emits originally. Of course, a dark room would be his main
weakness, hence his antagonism with the Darkness Demon.
COMBAT
(R1)
vs
(41) Elemental Battle Golem
086. FIGHTER: Glorqon - MANAGER:
Klumpen0815

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Often mistaken for the residue of other life forms, Glorqon's
gelatinous purple matter contains a fungus that evolved into swarm intellect and
gained sentience a few thousand years ago. It has no sex and reproduces mostly
rather involuntarily by parts of it being disconnected from the main blob for
too long, which reduces its intelligence in the main mass temporarily while
resulting in the separate mass gaining a crude intellect with slower
intellectual growth resembling the mind of a toddler for a rather long period of
time. Reintegrating the seperate mass takes a while since the new sentience is
rather stubborn by nature. Since the separate mass recognizes the other part as
a parent they work together though, for what it's worth.
The Glorqon is completely silent including its movement and can communicate by
forming rather pretty three dimensional patterns, the other participant of the
conversation just needs a bit of patience for them to form.
It has a rather neutral perspective on the universe and other life forms and is
mostly calm unless provoked to an extreme degree.
Special ability:
Adds mass by absorbing and temporarily gaining the properties of other liquids
it comes in contact with; that includes the viscosity, temperature and flowing
speed. After a while the Glorqon resets back to its initial properties with the
now slightly bigger size.
Weakness:
It's a gelatinous mass, so not very fast; about as fast as a tortoise.
Melee weapon:
Itself, properties depending on the environment.
Unless recently infused with other liquids, suffocating its opponent is often
its only option, although it generally doesn't like to kill and rather
incapacitates if possible.
Medium resistance to:
fire, high temperatures
(it may lose some of its mass)
High resistance to:
frost, acid
Immunities:
blunt and sharp weapons of any kind, suffocation
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (46) Elnaril
(R2)
vs (6) Lucy
(R3 - Royal Rumble)
* Was the tenth to enter the ring.
vs (17) Mors
the Plaguebearer
vs (69)
Soichiro Honda
vs (78)
Superdupont087. FIGHTER: Detective Emu - MANAGER:
Alexim

Born in one of the driest parts of the Australian savannah, the bird who became
Detective Emu was soon forced to survive in precarious conditions, with little
food and water.
His loving family, who had participated in and survived the Emu War started by
the British settlers, taught him the secret techniques to emerge unharmed from
any firefight and which enabled the emus to win the war. Humans tried many more
times to exterminate the emus, which is why he began to have an instinctive
hatred for them.
When the time came to separate from his family, he embarked on a long journey
that after a series of misadventures brought him to the vicinity of the great
boulder Uluru, where he befriended an aboriginal shaman who taught him to
practice telepathy and psychic travel in the Dreaming Time. He thus realized
that not all humans were stupid warmongers, and with his new powers he could
better understand whom to trust.
Nevertheless, one day his shaman friend was found dead under mysterious
circumstances, and Detective Emu vowed to find the culprit. So it was that he
embarked on his first investigation, which led him to unravel a conspiracy that
had the intent of exterminating the aborigines of the tribe he had settled with.
With all he had learned, he thus decided to open his own private detective
agency, with which he would unmask the worst offenders in those still pristine
but lawless lands.
Strengths:
Sharp eyesight
Nimble and powerful paws equipped with claws
Unnatural agility that allows him to avoid any projectile
Telepathy and psychic travel
Weaknesses:
Curiosity for things out of the ordinary that often gets him into
trouble
Doesn't tolerate losing his detective hat
Sometimes smokes even though he knows it's bad for his lungs
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (88) The Vagabond
088. FIGHTER: The Vagabond - MANAGER:
bhrigu
Height: 5 ft 11 inches
Weight: Unknown
Complexion: Brown
Eye Colour: Black
Hair: Black
Distinguishing Mark: Y shaped scar on the right palm
Profile : Little information is known about the background of this mysterious
character. Born somewhere in the vast rural tracts of Gangetic plains, this
shadowy person is fluent in more than a dozen languages, including Hindi,
Bengali, Odia, Marathi, Nepali, English and Japanese. All sightings confirm him
wearing a dark cloak-like garment with a blood red hood. He is believed to be a
lone operative with unknown motives, who is suspected to be responsible for a
number to Lambda Class "Disturbances" in the time-space continuum. The Vagabond
has been observed to be working mostly in the time period spanning from 1270
PREY (Post Rift Earth Year) to 1389 PREY. However, alleged sightings have been
reported in 840 PREY, 1680 to 1683 PREY, **** PREY, and 1126 PREY, though few of
these sightings are verified as of now. Reports also claim that The Vagabond had
gained power to bend time flow at his will for a limited time after an accident
at the ******** Research Lab located *** nautical miles SW from Neo-Tokyo,
during the ******* incident; further details unavailable since special operation
was undertaken to contain the breach had to redirect the timeline. He should be
considered highly unpredictable and volatile.
Strengths :
-- Can bend time at will
-- Mastery over time-space warp technologies
-- Can assume different cultural identities
-- Expert in Post-Rift scientific fields
-- Can cook with Pre-Rift ingredients
Weaknesses:
-- Only seen to operate during nighttime
-- Drawn to scientific research labs dealing with time-space movement
-- An extreme obsession towards Pre-Rift artifacts
Weapon Proficiency:
-- Short Blades
-- Silent Weapons
-- Lathi
*** End of File***
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (87) Detective Emu
(R2)
vs (44) Rolly089. FIGHTER: Stormhand - MANAGER:
pippo-san
A human like eagle, 2 meters tall, who also has hands (like his bird
legs) as well as, like an eagle, wings. He has really strong and sharp claws,
and with his wings he can create air whirls and can cast teleport holes to
teleport himself and others until he closes them.
Note that if you block his hands he can no more cast his spells.
And most important thing it’s that he wears only smokings... He likes to be
elegant!
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (90) Gagerlar
(R2)
vs (69) Soichiro Honda090. FIGHTER: Gagerlar - MANAGER:
Carradice

Gagerlar, proud battleparrot
Who is Gagerlar?
Trained within the old tradition of battleparrots, Gagerlar was also apprenticed
to Tzrixias, the human mage. The parrot ability to utter vocal commands allow
them to use spells in the Old Tongue, for an edge in battle.
What are its strongest assets and soft points?
Gagerlar sports a very strong beak, together with Shao-lin training, it is able
able to crack open nuts, bone, small iron rods and rodent skulls, but it will
not harm rodents, he likes them as long as they leave eggs laid on nests alone.
More often than not, Gagerlar will rip an ear from an opponent for a souvenir,
although if the opponent is nice and fights fairly the ear can be returned
afterwards, for re-attachment.
Its claws are strong. It often uses them to prepare tea. Also they can mince an
opponent's flesh. He is rather skilled at using them. Gagorlar has a soft spot
for tea and can prepare it with either claw, beak, or both, even while reading a
book and humming to itself.
Most battleparrots can very effectively Taunt their opponents, providing an
advantage as they lose their cool in combat.
Finally, as a journeyman battlemage after its apprenticeship with Tzrixias,
Gagerlar has the rare ability (for a battleparrot) of using spells in battle.
More often than not they are spoken in the Old Tongue. Tzrixias helped Gagerlar
to find sinergies between magic and martial skills, both a priori and
dinamically, flowing with the ever changing circumstances in battle.
As weaknesses, being a bird, Gagerlar has no hands, even if it has ways of
making up for it. Also he needs to take care of his plummage, keeping in order
those beautifuld emerald and lime-green feathers. Gagerlar does not like
confined spaces and prefers spacious locations for fighing. Also, he has a very
soft spot for ripe fruit.
Where does it see itself five years from now?
Starting a school for parrot battlemages. Talented students will learn to
combine traditional parrot martial arts with battle spells, creating powerful
sinergies. Gagerlar expects to start a new path for battleparrots complementary
to that of the Steel Battleparrots, who wear the heaviest armor; the Empty Hand
Battleparrots, masters of unarmed combat; Rogue Battleparrots, who prefer either
the cheekiest taunts or subterfuge attacks (unheard batting of the wings,
unexpected ripping of the flesh); or Paladin Battleparrots, who mostly renounce
taunting their enemies in exchange for mysterious abilities. The best
battleparrots learn from several of the schools while conforming their personal
fighting style.
What are its expectations for this tournament?
Enjoy the fights, make it to the final stages, learn a lot in the process. Have
fun above all by facing interesting opponents and new styles of fighting.
Comments to other participants?
"Do what you must, your worst, your best, may the most well-loved by the
Fortunes win. In any case, lend me your ear, you will have a good tale to tell.
Rrrrrrr..."
COMBAT
(R1)
vs (89) Stormhand
THE RETURN OF FIGHT CLUB... THE FIGHT JUST GOT FIGHTIER!
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THE RETURN OF FIGHT CLUB
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