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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
Chatterbox vs Shiny

* 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
Laser Lad vs Elemental Battle Golem

"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
Rude Rooster vs Natura

"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
Gunvald vs P-AE00FF

"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
Radaggarb the Unclean vs Colonel Ben K'Neill

"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
Lady Mindy vs Fighting for Dummies

"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
1H1K-EZ9000 vs Coral

"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
Tanya vs Human Cannonball

"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
Lift Racy vs Tilapia

"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
Rolf vs Gologomir

"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
Rolly vs Julia

"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
Glanan Nightheart vs  Wild Tornado

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
Marge vs fiery Marble8

"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
Scott Arnold vs Jumberlack

"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
Triock vs Gigantic Wolf

"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
Glenfiddich McCadbury vs an encyclopedia

"(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
Borellus de Castres vs Lenny The Backup Superhero

"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
Mors the Plaguebearer vs Nightwave

"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
Skeletinio vs Gerald of Red Deer

"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
Faux-Spoilerman vs Sinister

"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
Bernard Rumpelstiltskin vs The Scrivener

"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
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Fight 22 - (69) Soichiro Honda vs (64) Bouncy boi
Soichiro Honda vs Bouncy boi

"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
Shroomy vs Lucy

"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
Yorzmart Trussme vs The Dark Horseman

"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: click here

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
VRincent-van-GOG vs Neptun

"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
The Backlog vs Rose The Untamed

"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
Neo Cat vs Connie the Office Barbarian

"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: click here

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
The Circus vs Louise the Lobster

"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
Sri Sri vs Joe

"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 A1 Cap-1

"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: click here

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
Qeesamander vs Rock

"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
0101100101 - Flying Binary code vs Kath Hannah

"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
Ryzhik vs The Fiery Assassin

"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: click here

Fight 34 - (2) Catpain Petcool aka Patcool vs (31) Katmeleonpus
Catpain Petcool aka Patcool vs Katmeleonpus

"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
TinyA vs Bronze Catman

"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
Shield Lady vs Ranzar

"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
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Fight 37 - (76) The Rider Who Wears A Mask vs (12) Muskito
The Rider Who Wears A Mask vs Muskito

"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
Unit 14QN9 vs Smartlock aka Pattrick

"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
Vasily vs Bear Airport

"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
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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
Superdupont vs Kisha

"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
Captain Whiskers vs Beldarion

"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
Carrara vs H2NaO3Ca4SbXe12

"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
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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
Elnaril vs Glorqon

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 #
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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
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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
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66/126 knocked out (ko) combinations

Die Roll Value: Fight#/Roll#
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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
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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
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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: click here

Fight 1 - (79) Triock Ulagolor vs (35) P-AE00FF
Triock Ulagolor vs P-AE00FF

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
Coral vs Tanya

"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
Borellus de Castres vs 0101100101 - Flying Binary code

"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
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Fight 4 - (50) Fighting for Dummies vs (60) Wild Tornado
Fighting for Dummies vs Wild Tornado

"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
Portrait coming soon vs Rolly

"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
The Fiery Assassin vs Human Cannonball

"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
Neo Cat vs Scott Arnold

"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
Aqua vs Carrara

"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
Faux-Spoilerman vs Gologomir Vitalis

"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
Lift Racy vs Superdupont

"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
Rose The Untamed vs Louise the Lobster

"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
an encyclopedia vs Vasily

"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
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Fight 13 - (12) Muskito vs (62) Skeletinio
Muskito vs Skeletinio

"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
Rock vs Elemental Battle Golem

"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
Portrait coming soon vs Soichiro Honda

"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
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Fight 16 - (70) Sri Sri vs (38) Chatterbox
Sri Sri vs Chatterbox

"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
Marge the Mega Mini Cleaner vs Radaggarb the Unclean

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
Captain Whiskers vs Shroomy

"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
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Fight 19 - (81) Rude Rooster vs (32) Shield Lady
Rude Rooster vs Shield Lady

"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
Neptun vs 1H1K-EZ9000

"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
Unit 14QN9 vs Mors the Plaguebearer

"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
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Fight 22 - (71) Bronze Catman vs (21) Bernard Rumpelstiltskin
Bronze Catman vs Bernard Rumpelstiltskin

"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
Katmeleonpus vs The Dark Horseman

"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
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Fight 24 - (86) Glorqon vs (6) Lucy
Glorqon vs Lucy

"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
Colonel Ben K'Neill vs Beldarion

"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...

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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?".

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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.

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ConsulCaesar says:

Time to sit at the bar and watch the rumble with no pressure.

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Catventurer reports:

Captain Whiskers takes a cat nap to prepare for the next round.

(ミ꒡ᆽ꒡ミ) zzz.....

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Lifthrasil says:

Noooooo! Bested by the Michelin man! ... Eh, Superdupont.

Ah well, good fight! Felicitations, Superdupont!

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Pouyou-pouyou gives Superdupont's reply to Lifthrasil:

Tank you véri muche, maï dire opponènte ! Euntile oui mite aguène !

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Enebias says:

IT'S TIME TO RRRRRRRUUUMBLEEEEEEE!!!

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MaxFulvus reports:

Borellus de Castres mentally prepares for a great battle, while his homunculi carelessly sing and dance : "Rum - Rum Rumble ! Rum - Rum Rumble !"

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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: click here

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
Louise the Lobster vs Mors the Plaguebearer

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
Louise the Lobster vs Mors the Plaguebearer vs Chatterbox

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
Mors the Plaguebearer vs Chatterbox vs Neptun

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!

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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.

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51nikopol says:

NNNNOOOO! Poor lobster.

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Catventurer replies:

Agreed. Poor lobster. :(

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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
Mors the Plaguebearer vs Chatterbox vs Aqua

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
Mors the Plaguebearer vs Neo Cat

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
Mors the Plaguebearer vs Neo Cat vs Colonel Ben K'Neill

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. ^>.<^

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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
Mors the Plaguebearer vs Colonel Ben K'Neill vs Fighting for Dummies

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
Mors the Plaguebearer vs Colonel Ben K'Neill vs Soichiro Honda

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
Mors the Plaguebearer vs Soichiro Honda vs Glorqon

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...

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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.

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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!)


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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
Soichiro Honda vs Glorqon vs Katmeleonpus

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
Soichiro Honda vs Glorqon vs Katmeleonpus vs Superdupont

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
Glorqon vs Superdupont vs Human Cannonball

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
Superdupont vs Elemental Battle Golem

(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
Superdupont vs Elemental Battle Golem vs Borellus de Castres

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 !

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MaxFulvus replies:

Shut up and eat a kebab !

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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...

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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
Superdupont vs Elemental Battle Golem vs Borellus de Castres vs Coral

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
Superdupont vs Elemental Battle Golem vs Borellus de Castres vs Coral vs Muskito

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.

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KetobaK says:

I'm already scared D:

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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
Superdupont vs Elemental Battle Golem vs Borellus de Castres vs Coral vs Bernard Rumpelstiltskin

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.

Superdupont

* 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!

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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
Borellus de Castres vs Coral vs Bernard Rumpelstiltskin vs Rolly

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
Borellus de Castres vs Rolly vs Gologomir Vitalis The Squad Killer

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

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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
Borellus de Castres vs Rolly vs Captain Whiskers vs  Rude Rooster
vs Vasily vs Marge the Mega Mini Cleaner vs P-AE00FF

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
Borellus de Castres vs Rolly vs Captain Whiskers vs  Rude Rooster
vs Vasily vs Marge the Mega Mini Cleaner vs P-AE00FF

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.

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FrostburnPhoenix tells Oddeus:

You still have Borellus de Castres. He can still win with an army of kittens at his side.

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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.

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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

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Lazarus_03 replies to Catventurer:

Aww, thank you so much for being so considera--

* Chatter-Flash-box * (note: flashback)

Flashback

(you were saying? :P)
OH CRAP!

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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
Borellus de Castres vs Rolly vs  Rude Rooster vs Vasily vs P-AE00FF

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
Borellus de Castres vs Rolly vs  Rude Rooster vs Vasily

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
Borellus de Castres vs Rolly

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.

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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

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AWG43 says:

Well played, Rolly! My congratulations!

Reading all the fights was a lot of fun. Thanks, Doc!

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Clairsentient says:

Congrats Rolly and Borellus de Castres!

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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.

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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.

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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.

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mrkgnao says:

A most befitting final die rolly! Congratulations!

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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.

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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!

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InSaintMonoxide says:

Conglaturation, Rolly!

(link)

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nevarRed says:

And we have a winner. Congrats Rolly!

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Ruvika says:

Congratulations Rolly and Borellus de Castres! The Fight Club was great :D

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Mister.Wolf says:

Congratulations Rolly, and to the trainer Argamasa ^^

Borellus de Castres stood proudly down to the last, meriting props as well !

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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...

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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. :)

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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

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Vinry_. says:

Congratulations Rolly! Well played!

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tag+ says:

And the winner is Rolly!

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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

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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.

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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.

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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=)

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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.

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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

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.

Mr Chips
(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.

Rolly Crowned
(click to enlarge)
* The Prizes *
Rolly

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

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  Mors the Plaguebearer

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

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

Radaggarb the Unclean

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!

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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.

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.

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ConsulCaesar says:

Congratulations!

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AB2012 says:

Congrats Rolly, and well written as always Doc0075!

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frost0 says:

Congratulations to the best fighters!

Rolly being such a simple yet weird idea. I love it.

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bluethief says:

Big congratulations to Rolly for being the winner of this tournament.

To Borellus de Castres, for the honourable second place.

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AlexTerranova says:

Congratulations to argamasa and other winners! Thanks, Doc0075 for entertainment! :)

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AWG43 says:

That's a fine ending screen for a great game Doc has created! :)

Opening a fight academy sounds awesome.

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krugos2 says:

Congratulations to all the winners. :)

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triock says:

Congrats to all the winners and thanks Doc for another fun event.

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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 ^^/

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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!

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Doc0075 says:

Just come online to give my thanks to ThatGuyWithTheThing, mrkgnao, krugos2, matterbandit and Wirvington's contributions to this years fight Club.

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ThatGuyWithTheThing replies to Doc:

Thank you for one of the most fun threads to grace these forums and for your generosity!

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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. :)

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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. :)

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argamasa says:

Congrats krugos2 for your work. You have done an excellent work updating the page.

¡¡Enhorabuena!!

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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.

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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!

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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.

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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.

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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.

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Trid says:

Congrats to everyone and big thx for fun event to the Doc and all who helped, it was so much fun!

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Carradice says:

Congrats to the winners!!!!

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ariaspi says:

Congratulations to the finalists, and big thanks to Doc and his helpers for such a ride! :)

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briareoushex says:

Congratulations to the winners!

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park_84 says:

Congrats Rolly!
And thanks people for this kind of threads :)

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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.

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krugos2 says:

Thanks to all who sent kind words regarding the website, I'm glad you enjoyed it! :)

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altosy says:

Congratulations to the winners and the organizers!

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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.

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arsalan12 says:

Congrats to the winners!

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Mugiwarah says:

Congrats to the winner

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BranjoHello says:

Congrats to everyone involved in this jolly good event. :)

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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)

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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*

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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 ;) )

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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.

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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.

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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

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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)∫

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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

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_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 !  :-)

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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 :)

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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.

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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.

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Lifthrasil says:

Thank you again for this awesome giveaway, Doc!

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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!

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Catventurer says:

Captain Whiskers's portrait is 1000% the best one ever.

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ConsulCaesar says:

A million thanks to Doc for the prize, your generosity is amazing! I got my first choice, woo-hoo! :D

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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.

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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!

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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!"

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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.

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.Keys replies to bluethief:

Nice words!

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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. :)

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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 :)

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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!

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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

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triock says:

Bless you Doc for a truly awesome gift!

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Vinry_. says:

Thank you Doc for the prize! And thank you for the giveaway as always! I've really enjoyed reading the fights!

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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.

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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

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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!

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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!

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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.

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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.

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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.

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KetobaK says:

Thank you a lot, Doc! I wanted to play Horizon for a long time!

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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
VRincent-van-GOG
(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).

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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.

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COMBAT
(R1) vs (68) Neptun
002. FIGHTER: Catpain Petcool aka Patcool - MANAGER: Oddeus
Catpain Petcool aka Patcool
(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
1H1K-EZ9000
(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
Gerald of Red Deer
(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
Beldarion
(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
Lucy
(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
Marge
(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
Lenny The Backup Superhero
(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
Yorzmart Trussme
(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
Vasily
(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
Julia
(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+
Muskito
(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
Glenfiddich McCadbury
(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
Lift Racy
(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
Louise the Lobster
(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
Captain Whiskers
(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
Mors the Plaguebearer
(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
Qeesamander
(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
Glanan Nightheart
(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
 The Fiery Assassin
(click to enlarge)

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
Bernard Rumpelstiltskin
(click to enlarge)

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
Colonel Ben K'Neill
(click to enlarge)
Portrait by BenKii

Colonel Ben K'Neill
(click to enlarge)
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 Plaguebearer
023. FIGHTER: Rolf the Mutated Hedgehog - MANAGER: Redfoxe
Rolf
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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
Neo Cat
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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
Aqua
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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) Chatterbox
026. FIGHTER: Borellus de Castres - MANAGER: MaxFulvus
Borellus de Castres
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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) Rolly
027. FIGHTER: Tanya - MANAGER: mrkgnao
Tanya
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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) Coral
028. FIGHTER: Bear Airport - MANAGER: muddysneakers
Bear Airport
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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
Gunvald
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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
H2NaO3Ca4SbXe12
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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
Katmeleonpus
Portrait by krugos2

Katmeleonpus
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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) Superdupont
032. FIGHTER: Shield Lady - MANAGER: Vinry_.
Shield Lady
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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 Rooster
033. FIGHTER: Smartlock aka Pattrick - MANAGER: .Keys
Smartlock aka Pattrick
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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
Natura
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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
P-AE00FF
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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
TinyA
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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
Radaggarb the Unclean
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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 Cleaner
038. FIGHTER: Chatterbox - MANAGER: Lazarus_03
Chatterbox
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Chatterbox

AKA subconscious.

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** 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)

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** 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
Connie the Office Barbarian
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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
The Dark Horseman
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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) Katmeleonpus

041 - 050

041. FIGHTER: Elemental Battle Golem - MANAGER: LootHunter
Elemental Battle Golem
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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 Castres
042. FIGHTER: Human Cannonball - MANAGER: ciemnogrodzianin
Human Cannonball
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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) Superdupont
043. FIGHTER: Kath Hannah - MANAGER: _Slaugh_
Kath Hannah
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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
Rolly
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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

Rolly Crowned
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045. FIGHTER: Shiny - MANAGER: NickZah
Shiny
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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
Elnaril
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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
Ryzhik
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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
Shroomy
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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
Coral
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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 Castres
050. FIGHTER: Fighting for Dummies - MANAGER: ywzywz
Fighting for Dummies

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 Plaguebearer

051 - 060

051. FIGHTER: fiery Marble8 - MANAGER: foxgog
fiery Marble8
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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
Tilapia
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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
Sinister
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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
0101100101 - Flying Binary
(click to enlarge) Portrait version 2

0101100101 - Flying Binary
(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 Castres
055. FIGHTER: Ranzar - MANAGER: PMPMGamer
Ranzar
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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
Kisha
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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
Rock
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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 Golem
058. FIGHTER: The Circus - MANAGER: frost0
The Circus
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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
A1 Cap-1
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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
Wild Tornado
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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 Dummies

061 - 070

061. FIGHTER: an encyclopedia - MANAGER: Ruvika
an encyclopedia
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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) Vasily
062. FIGHTER: Skeletinio - MANAGER: greeklover
Skeletinio
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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) Muskito
063. FIGHTER: The Scrivener - MANAGER: Accatone
The Scrivener
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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
Bouncy boi
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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
Carrara
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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) Aqua
066. FIGHTER: Nightwave - MANAGER: MarinkoT
Nightwave
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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
Jumberlack
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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
Neptun
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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_
Soichiro Honda
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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) Glorqon
070. FIGHTER: Sri Sri - MANAGER: Wirvington
Sri Sri
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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) Chatterbox

071 - 080

071. FIGHTER: Bronze Catman - MANAGER: acamilenkovic
Bronze Catman
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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 Rumpelstiltskin
072. FIGHTER: Faux-Spoilerman - MANAGER: park_84
Faux-Spoilerman
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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 Killer
073. FIGHTER: Lady Mindy - MANAGER: altosy
Lady Mindy
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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
Rose The Untamed
(click to enlarge)

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 Lobster
075. FIGHTER: Gologomir Vitalis The Squad Killer - MANAGER: Zezione
Gologomir
(click to enlarge)

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) Rolly
076. FIGHTER: The Rider Who Wears A Mask - MANAGER: Amclass

(click to enlarge)

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
Gigantic Wolf
(click to enlarge)

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
Superdupont
(click to enlarge) (portrait by Pouyou-pouyou)

Superdupont
(click to enlarge) (portrait by matterbandit)

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.

We need more of you to enlist to this giveaway !

Superdupont
(click to enlarge)

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
Triock Ulagolor
(click to enlarge)

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-AE00FF
080. FIGHTER: Joe - MANAGER: babark
Joe
(click to enlarge)

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
Rude Rooster
(click to enlarge)

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) Rolly
082. FIGHTER: Unit 14QN9 - MANAGER: ashwald
Unit 14QN9
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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 Plaguebearer
083. FIGHTER: Scott Arnold - MANAGER: sasuke12
Scott Arnold
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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 Cat
084. FIGHTER: The Backlog - MANAGER: cose_vecchie
The Backlog
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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
Laser Lad
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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
Glorqon
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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) Superdupont
087. FIGHTER: Detective Emu - MANAGER: Alexim
Detective Emu

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) Rolly
089. 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 Honda
090. FIGHTER: Gagerlar - MANAGER: Carradice
Gagerlar

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

 

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