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Doc0075: Day 4

"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.

** Fight 10 **
* 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.

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"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."

** Fight 11 **
* 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.

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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.

** Fight 12 **
* 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.

The band plays https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fUNTk5xsxk4&ab_channel=10ccVEVO
What a tasty Hedgehog, love that battle description!
"Lemme tell you dear, this Faux-Spoilerman will go places."
"HUH? Were you talking to me again Danny? How many times do I have to tell you to quit it with your mumblings!"
"I SAID: THIS-SPOILERMAN-WILL-GO-PLACEEEES!"
"What? That little guy over there? Wasn't he yelling something about the movie?
"WHAT??"
"I SAID!!—... You know, NEVERMIND!—."
"But he didn't want to watch the film alongside everyone else, though. The poor bastard, Rocky Alien is so much better when experienced in good company!"
"WHAT? Will you shut up already? I want to know how it ends!"

Spectators logs - Entry #07-68: Ol' Deaf (Danny) Wilkins, Ol' Deaf (Mary) Wilkins.
Post edited August 14, 2022 by Wirvington
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Klumpen0815: the kitties are taking over.
My fighter is a cat and approves of this message.
OMG, Doc! That was an unexpected cameo! xD Just brilliant!! :)

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Doc0075: Chortling to himself as he watches VRincent-van-GOG 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 says "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...
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(₌♡ᆽ♡₌) Meow meow ♪ ♫
(no no no, say ♪ woof ♪ ) ▼ ᴥ ▼

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(not meow, ♪ woof woof ♪ ) ▼ ᴥ ▼

Me--
(💢 WOOF!)

MeOof!!!
(…close enough…)
This seems interesting. Is there going to be another sign up, or did I miss it?
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CthuluIsSpy: This seems interesting. Is there going to be another sign up, or did I miss it?
You missed it. But I read something about needing to resurrect someone to make an even number for round 2, so maybe if you can convince Doc AND make a character so interesting we would vote it in, you could? However that's unlikely and up to Doc. (i would vote for Lucy not your's if I got a vote BTW)
Oh, it's fine then. I'll just keep on eye out for the next event.
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matterbandit: OMG, Doc! That was an unexpected cameo! xD Just brilliant!! :)
A surprising and brilliant cameo indeed, for Bethany, complementing Neptun's antics!. A dance of imaginations that provided a fittingly artistic send-off ^^ I'm sure we'll still see her again, making the arena alive with colors other than the shades of red brought by the clashes!

Loved your rendition of VRincent, thanks for the art :)
Nooo! I honestly thought no one could defeat The Backlog. Well, at least now we know how it can be done. Time to start amassing an army of player kittens...
Congratulations to Rose and thanks as always to the Doc for the fun and the wonderful inventions.
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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...


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matterbandit: Bethany tried to contain her fear, but her fingers trembled ever so slightly as she revealed her latest portraits...
The new portraits look awesome, as always! :)

I just added them to the website with the respective character profiles.
https://krugos.com/gog_fight_club2.html
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Klumpen0815: Oh dear, the kitties are taking over.
Eleanor Abernathy to the rescue !  ;-)
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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...


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matterbandit: more art emerges from the chaos...
Awesome, I just added them to the website. :)

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_Slaugh_: Eleanor Abernathy to the rescue ! ;-)
Haha. xD
Post edited August 15, 2022 by krugos2