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Azreal the Soulmaster
Guest
*is unconcious
Off-topic Battle's Reign Supreme!!!!!!
- Thread starter Ransac
- Start date
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Nightstalkers
Guest
<starts levitating>
we see the light!!!
<hauls Ransac up off the ground then releases the biggest ice spell this room has ever seen>
bow before the power of ICE!
<Everyone on the ground is now encased in ice as well as high on ICE!>
we see the light!!!
<hauls Ransac up off the ground then releases the biggest ice spell this room has ever seen>
bow before the power of ICE!
<Everyone on the ground is now encased in ice as well as high on ICE!>
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Azreal the Soulmaster
Guest
*Azreal breaks out of the ice(the cold woke him from his pigeony slumber) Azreal looks around. The cold has decimated his garden gnome army(garden gnomes have low tolerance to cold).
*trademark Azreal grin
"HAH! you may have destroyed the bulk of my army, but you've missed my general!"
*A garden gnome still remains, his hair and beard are jet black, his hat and tunic are a deathy shade of gray, his eyes blaze like fire, and he wields an 800lb black marble warhammer.
"Meet Theodoric the Ostrognome!"
..i think that'll do
*trademark Azreal grin
"HAH! you may have destroyed the bulk of my army, but you've missed my general!"
*A garden gnome still remains, his hair and beard are jet black, his hat and tunic are a deathy shade of gray, his eyes blaze like fire, and he wields an 800lb black marble warhammer.
"Meet Theodoric the Ostrognome!"
..i think that'll do
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Mazzak
Guest
I have a pretty gem. It 0wnz0rz.
TING TING TING TING.
Whoa, if you jump on a trampoline, you totally BOUNCE.
TING TING TING TING.
Whoa, if you jump on a trampoline, you totally BOUNCE.
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Nightstalkers
Guest
Get 'em boys
<Nightstalkerpulls out super BB gun and starts taking potshots at gnome general>
while...
<Nightstalker summons up G'home Gnomes to battle Azreal>
and so on...
<Nightstalker flings dirty toilet water balloons at Mazzak>
I said GET 'EM not GET 'EM WET!!!
<Nightstalkerpulls out super BB gun and starts taking potshots at gnome general>
while...
<Nightstalker summons up G'home Gnomes to battle Azreal>
and so on...
<Nightstalker flings dirty toilet water balloons at Mazzak>
I said GET 'EM not GET 'EM WET!!!
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Mazzak
Guest
The dirty water balloons burst harmlessly around and inside the incorporeal Mazzak as he taunts the nightstalkers.
"toilet toilet toilet toilet, bing bing bing!!!!"
<Mazzak is completely insane for no reason>
"toilet toilet toilet toilet, bing bing bing!!!!"
<Mazzak is completely insane for no reason>
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Azreal the Soulmaster
Guest
*Theodoric the Ostrognome is unaffected by the BBs and slams his 800lb black marble warhammer into the thicket of Nightstalkers.
*Azreal steps on the G'home gnomes, as he is very tall and wears big smashy boots.
*Azreal steps on the G'home gnomes, as he is very tall and wears big smashy boots.
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Nightstalkers
Guest
<pulls out fat ugly guy>
here's johnny!!!
<rips fat ugly guys clothes off in front of Mazzaks formless shadow>
Te he he
<Mazzak becomes solid again>
Fat ugly naked guy! ATTACK
<Fat Ugly Naked Guy trips and falls onto Mazzak, pinning him helplessly to the ground>
here's johnny!!!
<rips fat ugly guys clothes off in front of Mazzaks formless shadow>
Te he he
<Mazzak becomes solid again>
Fat ugly naked guy! ATTACK
<Fat Ugly Naked Guy trips and falls onto Mazzak, pinning him helplessly to the ground>
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Mazzak
Guest
<simply isn't solid>
That's disgusting.
<can only be hit by decent poetry, regardless of the fact that this is a different battle>
That's disgusting.
<can only be hit by decent poetry, regardless of the fact that this is a different battle>
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Zero T Katama
Guest
(Does it have to be original poetry?)
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Nightstalkers
Guest
You'll be by the side of a road. You'll be too far
From where you were going — somewhere
Under a roof — and you won't have any place
To turn except to the ditch beside you, nowhere
Out of sight of people who wouldn't be happy
To see you out in the open
At the wrong time where you have no business
Being, somebody else's property
Where you need to have the right clothes
And the right kind of name and numbers
On pieces of paper in your pockets. A ditch
Is safer than it looks. Though you have no fire
And no ceiling, your walls go on and on
And are bulletproof, and if something wants to hurt you
From overhead, it has to have good aim
Like rain or snow. And nothing will notice you
From far away. You no longer look like someone
Who doesn't belong, standing on a horizon,
A silhouette, an easy target. Now you look like
Where you are. You can almost remember
Fighting for something. You stood up
For your convictions, but now you're crouching
And lying down for them. Wildflowers
And weeds and escaped roses have come here
Seasons ago and have stayed, and rainwater
Has fallen and gone to earth and gathered
And stayed again. If you had time,
You could make yourself at home
Among these others who've come and gone
To sleep, who've bedded themselves down
Without anyone's permission but their own
This evening which is already turning slowly
All by itself like you into nighttime.
<Summoning: ButtWeasle Hoard!>
Attack that man...
<Butt Weasles eat their way through the quite solid Mazzak>
From where you were going — somewhere
Under a roof — and you won't have any place
To turn except to the ditch beside you, nowhere
Out of sight of people who wouldn't be happy
To see you out in the open
At the wrong time where you have no business
Being, somebody else's property
Where you need to have the right clothes
And the right kind of name and numbers
On pieces of paper in your pockets. A ditch
Is safer than it looks. Though you have no fire
And no ceiling, your walls go on and on
And are bulletproof, and if something wants to hurt you
From overhead, it has to have good aim
Like rain or snow. And nothing will notice you
From far away. You no longer look like someone
Who doesn't belong, standing on a horizon,
A silhouette, an easy target. Now you look like
Where you are. You can almost remember
Fighting for something. You stood up
For your convictions, but now you're crouching
And lying down for them. Wildflowers
And weeds and escaped roses have come here
Seasons ago and have stayed, and rainwater
Has fallen and gone to earth and gathered
And stayed again. If you had time,
You could make yourself at home
Among these others who've come and gone
To sleep, who've bedded themselves down
Without anyone's permission but their own
This evening which is already turning slowly
All by itself like you into nighttime.
<Summoning: ButtWeasle Hoard!>
Attack that man...
<Butt Weasles eat their way through the quite solid Mazzak>
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Nightstalkers
Guest
Just as the ButtWeasles eat through Mazzaks brain, a scarlet Nightstalker emerges from the crowd of spectators and starts to chant...
<Mazzak reforms quite whole in another forum, out of the range of the ButtWeasle hoard>
RUN!!!
<ButtWeasles start to eat entire forum while combatants fight on>
<Mazzak reforms quite whole in another forum, out of the range of the ButtWeasle hoard>
RUN!!!
<ButtWeasles start to eat entire forum while combatants fight on>
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Mazzak
Guest
Hmmm, that looks more like prose that was broken up into fragmented lines to make it look like poetry. but whatever.
<is hit by the decent poetry, then tells the ButtWeasles (sic) to scram or be eaten by the AnusMongeese, which are larger>
<is hit by the decent poetry, then tells the ButtWeasles (sic) to scram or be eaten by the AnusMongeese, which are larger>
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Nightstalkers
Guest
*Attacks the dread Zero with shrunken heads of grape smoothie drink...*
"Wrong Heads again?"
*Stumbles over to huge chest of heads*
"Lets see here, death head, dead head, pill head?"
*Killer doll jumps from chest and starts to gut Zero as Nightstalker is preoccupied with a chest of enchanted shrunken heads*
"Wrong Heads again?"
*Stumbles over to huge chest of heads*
"Lets see here, death head, dead head, pill head?"
*Killer doll jumps from chest and starts to gut Zero as Nightstalker is preoccupied with a chest of enchanted shrunken heads*
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Mazzak
Guest
<stands there, unconscious>
herds of lead rabbits begin to leap out of his shadow, making hilarious sqeaking noises as they fly about the room ala Monty Python and the Holy Grail.
herds of lead rabbits begin to leap out of his shadow, making hilarious sqeaking noises as they fly about the room ala Monty Python and the Holy Grail.
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Azreal the Soulmaster
Guest
*Theodoric smashes Ransac in the back with his 800lb black marble war-hammer
*Azreal gets some smelling salts and revives Mazzak.
*Azreal gets some smelling salts and revives Mazzak.
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Mazzak
Guest
<sniff sniff>
mmmm, salty.
<the lead rabbits cease to exist, but are replaced with Feng Shui gnomes which begin arranging the room's furniture.>
mmmm, salty.
<the lead rabbits cease to exist, but are replaced with Feng Shui gnomes which begin arranging the room's furniture.>