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    Default [M] RPA Death Match (Still accepting until the first game over player)

    Mature- Death, blood, gore, swearing advised. Holy shit this is really in it's third rotation!!!Whooot! Three years successful we can do it!!Hopefully after this one the lay out will be so clear admin and mods will be able to run it as their own as something real. (This was supposed to be done right after the big writing thingy in April but life happened I hope you guys can forgive my tardiness)

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    The rules AGAIN!!!!!
    These are important as they don't exactly follow the rules of role playing as you know them.


    No double posting!


    There have to be 2 posts between your post and your next post.*Gives everyone a chance. And stops the game from moving too quickly.*


    Don't get upset when someone controls your character in their post, you are allowed to do that to make your post good, remember it's about having fun and having complete writing freedom.


    Kill posts(Or fragging posts) are only allowed on a player's third tag


    If by any chance you run out of Attacking posts then, that's it. You are not dead but you are incapable of posting until the game ends, there is a way to avert this but you'll learn it later on.


    Tagging posts inflict some form of damage or impact, but do NOT kill. (Ie you injure the character you are attacking but never kill them)


    Killing posts kill a character opening them to a respawn.


    Characters respawn automatically, either on their own or by A GM or my CO-GM if it's taking too long.


    Remember


    Attacked once Lose a tag


    Attacked twice Lose a tag


    Attacked the third time, Lose Tag and Frag(Life).




    Very important rule - Have fun.
    Additonal Rules I have thought up since the last Deathmatch


    If you do not post in ten days of your last post you will lose a frag. If fifteen days pass without a post you will instantly die and the last player to attack your character will gain your attacks.


    Other players are allowed to join in once the game starts but you will gain an equal number of attacks/tags/frags as the player with the lowest Tags/Frags.


    I say it again!
    Very important rule - Have fun!!




    DO NOT POST!!

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    In a land far far away there's a space observatory it's structure basic, a circular tower reaching up into the skies. All across it's millions upon millions of processing units running in unison taking in trillions of loose flying data packets in light and radio wave format taking in and analysed, entire teams numbering in their thousands upon levels upon levels working from decoding encryptions and languages never once before heard.

    But the superstructure was destroyed via sabotage, the culmination of half a century of work the insurgent's efforts.

    From the generators the first of the explosions burst, a chain reaction created a straight line of horrific death rising in numbers in the space of a few moments.

    Electric surges ripping through teams and entire families stationed theres, killing thousands in different ways as the destruction flowed to the top before imploding.

    The gods had moved back the clock to the perfect time of the murder and destruction and set the stage.

    Death and destruction flow through the structure in a permanent loop. Resetting itself every few seconds, the cries of the desperate, the screams of the brutalised echoing and repeating.

    Steel that melts, reforms,
    Rock that gets moved, returns to it's place.
    Entire structures destroyed return as though having never left.
    Souls torn from their bodies of the inhabitants are violently thrust back.
    Horror finds itself returning to the from the moment the gods have cut.

    This is your new home brave warriors.

    You have been selected, this is your new home. Make something of it.

    Welcome to the observatory.
    The Layout

    These are postable locations.
    This saves us from trying to understand where the hell your character is in a post!
    Just in case someone forgets to describe that fully,
    feel free to mention it directly should the need come.

    The Observatory.
    Is a circular building very much like a european design windmill, roughly the size of the empire state building.

    1.

    The Stairway.
    This at one point in it's history was the crowning design measurement of the structure, a spiral stairway large enough to hold two trucks side by side. Originally there had not been a wall covering the observatory but interplanetary battles have led to such. The stairway is still used as a good alternative to moving from level to level as the low gravity of the outside world produce a far more enjoyable atmosphere. And also battlegrounds.

    But thanks to the destruction the vibrations caused have created a downpour of rocks and debris that can be blinding if you get dust and sand in your eyes to massive crushing rocks, breaking and crushing those unfortunate to be caught outside.

    But most frightening of all is the electrical surge that flows up in a spiral up the stairway to the ceiling that so fast moving it, slices men to pieces before they release they're dead.

    2.

    The Outer Realm

    This is the world behind the cover of the observatory.

    This was meant to be the structure's first line of defense. There are no actual walls, only a massive circular perimeter of vehicles and towers. Capable of producing a solid wall of fire on incoming fighters. All rendered useless as the attack came from the inside, most towers stand useless as the carnage ensues.

    There's basically a moon level of gravity here, all weapons there and vehicles are usable.

    From here there's really only two ways in, the docking bay up high and the main entrance which could fit a school(not the school bus) inside, though having said that the door are in malfunction so they open and close regularly to a glitch and the time loop itself, so don't be crushed by them.

    3.

    Vehicle Entrance

    The vehicle Entrance. This is actually the main entrance of the building itself but with the gravity surges from the gravity field which is now a murderous weapon, the out of control turrets, the hard to time slamming door and the electric surge that rips through people like one ply toilet paper.

    4.

    The outer wall.

    Surrounding the core of the observatory is a solid wall. Over a meter thick and coated with thick steel alloys on both sides there is a wall of activity happening withing this wall so much so that it is capable of creating two very separate battle grounds.

    On the outer walls in a in active slab of lifeless metal which has a field that opponents are capable of walking over as the wall is one one can walk on with ease, no matter the size.

    5.
    The Engine Room

    The Engine room was once the lives blood of the structure using high risk technologies to create the resources needed to keep the structure running. Now it's a molten hell hole with heat so intense it will melt the face of any man who takes a wrong step within and is prone to core bursts which increase the tmep to impossible highs sending a massive burst of heat that will, of course, melt your face off.

    6.
    The Gravity room
    (Ground Floor)

    This is the second lowest point of the arena and also the ground floor. So ground floor and floor below.
    This was the home of the generators that kept the structure running smoothly, now it is one of the primary causes of death and in irregular locations on the ground floor where the earth will sink in on itself and anything above it will be almost instantly crushed by it's own weight.

    7.
    Inner Walls

    The inner walls are the inner part of the walls that cover the main center of the observatory. this part of the structure is most impressive for it's individual movement base gravitational control. You can run up this wall, jump(at high speed) cross this wall. You can even float cross it. It's all about the intent in your last step, think of it like a Nintendo WII board thingy times a million.

    The most frieghtful thing to worry about here is debris, the electric surge that runs fastest and most frequently there and the ships that were once settled in the docking back that have been launched into the structure itself.

    8.
    The Control Room

    This is the largest room of any of them and it is also the highest point of the tower with reading going through there mostly.

    But the roof is torn through and most who do not have a strong hold on the ground will be pulled out into space. Those who can stay in room without being pulled out have more than watching hundreds of soldiers and officers being dragged out into space there appear to be heavy pulses burst through the room every few minutes, very close to sonic waves punching on the body and making it hard to move.

    9.

    The Docking station

    The station where large air craft entered and left, moving continuously very much like a busy air port terminal only electronically control arms move and pick up spacecraft and dock them to the locations most convenient for cargo pick up and transfer. As the majority of cargo is moved in and out of the station here this is the location with the highest level of security with turrets looking out and looking within the docking station. It was the height of protection for the people inside.

    Now it is a death trap with arms pulling and throwing crafts of all sizes in all directions and turrets aimed at everything moving it is nothing more that a spectacular slaughterer house.

    10.
    Record Rooms

    This is by far the most complex internal structure as it makes up the entire internal structure. Of the observatory. Once it was beautiful, gleaming before the walls were placed over it, it was a simple structure with it's stairway on the outside and a view to the universe outside. No it is nothing more than a busy structure within a structure where busy bees work like a hive mind with over thirty levels in wide floors filled with data.

    At the moment electrical surges are igniting what were once considered to be structural marvels, blowing the load bearing pillars while not killing anything in its path The surges rise from the bottom but from the top floors the pillars explode dropping each level down crushing itself down.

    The chaos is intense, the stress if not the get caught in the surge and not to be caught in the debris.


    There's a not of things to fight, a great deal of ways to die and many many places to spawn from once the killing starts.

    If you are lost as to how the deathmatch works:

    Example of past battle one.

    Example of past battle two.


    Opening posts

    These are your introduction to the arena. Basically posts moving your from your past locations to your current ones. Its kinda where you set your character up and pick a spot to kick off from. Use it.

    But once you post do not post again.

    Just put at the top that this is your intro post so there's no confusion.

    I will give everyone ONE week to do their opening posts.

    At the first minute of Tuesday, well my Tuesday CAT. I will make the battle's openign post and IT"S EVERY MAN FOR HIMSELF!!!

    No you don't have to wait for me to post. It's the third battle so the format should be pretty clear.


    HAVE FUN!!!!!!
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    The screams were defeaning. Officers and soldiers were torn from the room and flung into the void above him. There was no hope for the fools yet they tried regardless, fingers grasping for handholds their fellows only to be denied hope seconds later when it failed.

    His vision became white and the world disappeared before it flickered back into existence. Now he found himself near an entrance watching soldiers torn apart by the guns meant to protect them. Those who thought they were safe in cover were robbed of their lives by the gravity surges tossing skywards where the turrets sliced them to pieces or slammed into the ground where their flesh melted as rogue electricity overloaded their bodies.

    Another fade, another return. Some sort of generator was in front of him with dozens of scientists standing around monitoring it. Even as he watched the readouts suddenly spiked and the reactor exploded turning the scientists to charred skeletons in one billionth of a second, and into atoms the next.

    His vision shot around the structure as he watched the generators effects run rampant among those who were not even fighters. Families became living conduits for the reckless energy, their lives expended in seconds before it moved on. In the docks he watched the machines who ran it suddenly turn that efficiency into ending lives, crushing and tearing through the workers.

    And then nothing. The blackness he had known for so long suddenly resumed. An empty void where nothing living set foot for now.

    Do you see? This is a place of death and destruction. Add to it. One city was not enough for me, there must be more minds broken under my power.

    On the outer walls a young boy of no more than 14 waited. His tattered uniform blew in the wind as he stared out into the void beyond the walls. A sword of steel is held in his right hand and any who who saw his face would see he had no eyes, only bleeding sockets where they once were.
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    Looking up at the massive structure before him, a warrior clad in armor darker then the deepest shadow, listened keenly to the sounds of mass death, hearing countless screams of a unknown massive amount of souls were snuffed out behind a massive wall that blocked his view of what was ahead. Standing in a field of silent war machines, and useless towers, the warrior, seeming almost like a living shadow, looked on in savage glee, listening to the sweet sounds of death that continued to echo out into the Outer Realm.

    The warrior slowly slid free his sword, Abyss, the dark runes writhing in anticipation of adding to the screams of death, and whispered one thing into the silent void.

    "Let it begin"
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    Oracion was a world filled to the brim with magics of all kinds, the center of such for the next few thousand light years. Magi, or rather those known as Chosen, were the dominant race of beings on Oracion, humanoids capable of handling the great power of magic native to the lush world they called home.

    Miranda Tyranius was one such mage, a female Chosen that was near one of the strongest living beings on Oracion at the time of this event. An archmage of nigh-godlike power, Miranda was currently seated (or rather, in a seated position) about two feet off the ground of her tower-top room, eyes closed as she meditated on the magical energies that had imbued her body- nay, the very fiber of her being- since birth.

    A small thing, Miranda had a pretty, youthful face that belied her true age. Light purple hair spilled from her head in waves, a few locks framing her face as she was careless of their place with her mind so far gone from that room. Dressed in gold and yellow robes with touches of purple and blue, Miranda was quite the example of magery. Her skin was pale and full, a well-fed woman though hardly more than curvy.

    The air stirred oddly. Miranda's eyes popped open, a deep purple that seemed to be able to see through the very essence of existence the way they settled on certain things. Her eyes drifted around the room slowly, a look of expectation on her face. It was only when she looked up that she realized that she was no longer alone.

    Above her was... or were something or things, manifestations of light that seemed to have no true form to her eyes. Miranda found herself squinting at them curiously, unsure of what they might be when suddenly voices began to fill the air. Three, to be exact.

    "Hmmm... she looks powerful," spoke a voice, powerful and booming. Commanding, to Miranda's ears.

    "How can you tell? She looks like any old human to me," said another, still strong and powerful, but more condescending than the other, as if belonging to a snooty noble.

    "Hush you! These ones don't know what humans are! We can't be giving away secrets of the universe like that, remember?" said the third, also powerful, but this one held a bit of an edge to it, like that of a crazed person. It had a distinctly frantic tone.

    "And by that logic, we already know these ones are magical. The way she holds herself, she's probably one of the more powerful ones," the commanding one said.

    "Not necessarily true. She could be a proud fool," the second said.

    "Be that as it may, she's a mage. Even if she's not strong, it'll be fun to watch, right? Mages are adaptable. More so than other fleshy ones."

    "Would someone kindly explain to me what the hell is going on here?" Miranda interjected, standing easily as she simply stretched her legs down from her place in the air.

    "Oh, she speaks. That's new," the crazed voice said, one of the manifestations seeming to come closer as if peering at her.

    "Wonderful, we have intelligence! You girl! How would you like one of your wildest dreams to come true?" the first voice asked. Miranda blinked questioningly and opened her mouth to answer. However, she was cut off by another voice.

    "Of course she would! All mortals like to have dreams come true. What kind of question is that?" asked the second, another manifestation now bending as if to look at her closer. "Well? What would you like?"

    "I think she'd want a friend!" the crazed voice exclaimed, an image of a handsome man floating around Miranda's head.

    "Nah, she seems more like someone who'd want supreme power," the commanding voice said.

    "What about eternal happiness?"

    "Nah, that's too easy. And relative. Perhaps a batch of kittens?"

    "What, because she's a girl, she likes cute things? Why not-"

    "Immortality." The three voices cut off as Miranda spoke determinedly, apparently unphased by these three beings offering an impossible prize.

    "Really? Can't mages do that anyway?" the second voice said.

    "Yeah, by making one of those... What was it called? Phylacteries?"

    "Perhaps, but I'd not like to be looked at as a lich. Normal immortality would be nice," Miranda answered. The beings were quiet for a moment.

    "Welp, that works out fine! Alright, here are the rules: We are gods. What we say goes."

    "We're going to send you somewhere. You don't know where. And you can't back out now, so good luck."

    "You kill everyone there. You win, and you get immortality!!"

    "You die, you come back here and its as if nothing ever happened!"

    "So either way, you don't really lose!"

    "Unless you're a sore loser. Then you really do lose. Loser."

    "Don't antagonize her."

    "Sorry."

    "Well! GOOD LUCK!!" three voices finished together as Miranda was no longer aware of her room in the tower.




    Opening her eyes, Miranda was now aware of a massive building before her, upon barren ground that stretched out to her sides and behind her for quite a while. Odd looking constructs and what looked like armed towers dotted the landscape, but the building was what dominated her view.

    Noting how light her body felt, Miranda pushed off the ground lightly. Her form drifted higher than it should have and floated back down much too slowly for her taste. Frowning, the archmage took out her lexicon from her robes. The book opened about halfway, her connection to it dictating which spell she needed and opening to the correct page. Muttering a short spell, a light aura enveloped her, suddenly ignoring gravity entirely as her anti-gravity bubble formed to her skin and gave her a vaguely green glow.

    Floating along at her own whim, Miranda now set about figuring out where she was. Crossing her legs under her, she began to page through her lexicon in search of the necessary spell. The connection only worked when she remembered where the spell was off the top of her head.





    Spawn in Outer Realm

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    Alright everyone. Thank you for your time. This is a link to the thread explaining my departure from RPA. Stop by for the read if you have a chance. And catch you all on the flip side

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    Spawned in The Docking Station



    Luigsech's ears were closed off to the screams of the dying, the tearing of metal and the violent rending of stone. It wasn't that she didn't care about what was taking place around her - she just knew that it had nothing to do with her and therefor could be ignored. She was a practical being, after all, and ancient despite her appearance.

    Magic kept her face young but her dark eyes needed no such thing. They sparkled with good old fashioned excitement as she looked up and around the huge room. Everywhere things were moving and shifting - a surprise waited behind every corner. How she loved the thrill of it. It reminded her of her younger days as a hunter out in the wilds, tracking prey and having to be alert enough not to become a target yourself.

    Her leather soled boots made little sound as she ran - and skipped at times - across the entire expanse of the dock ducking moving cables and shifting containers while staying out of the sights of those annoying metal things that kept shooting at her. She didn't like them all that much, but they didn't bother her as long as she was careful.

    Now, the Archer thought, to see what happens!

    Excitedly she looked around, and waited.

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    LOOOK!...I mean listen. Yes! I got it right here!

    Hmmm? Listen? Why? I'm omniscient....I already know.

    ...sooo you already know about last night, and your cow sister then...

    ....SHUT UP you two, and listen.

    Are those speakers?....uh oh

    Kids always love snow holidays
    Little do they know that it is just bait
    To lure them outside to a frozen fate
    They'll be just another instrument....
    For him to play

    He'll swing into town singin' a tune
    Frost on his breath that'll turn ya blue
    With a chord from Lester you'll all be through!
    And be just another instrument...
    For him to play

    So hide all your children, stow them away
    Keep them inside and tell them to stay
    For if he finds them they'll be his for all days
    And just be another instrument...
    For him to play

    So kids you should fear old Mol Éster
    His songs and his magic like a Nor'Easter
    Don't give him a chance to snatch you away
    Or you'll just be another instrument...
    For me to play
    'I want him! They one they are singing about...or he is singing about...'

    'Really? Him? For the deathmatch? What could we offer him...'

    '...children?'

    'Hmmm....'

    'I want him, I want him, I want him, I want him, I want him, I want him!!!'

    'GAH! Alright, alright already.'

    Mol had covered his eyes, playing some sick little game with a young lad Charles. A ritual, something so ingrained he couldn't stop it even if he wanted to...but he didn't. He was counting slowly knowing the hunt was about to begin.

    'sixty seven, sixty eight, sixty nine, seventy....hmph.'

    Opening his eyes he realized he was no longer on the icy plans that were his home, and hunting ground. The strange screams and recycling of time were something he couldn't understand. Nor would he trouble himself with such details, smiling his toothy grin he lifted Lester and began to play.
    'Ohh...so it seems a new tale has begun...
    One ful of death, gore, and horrid fun...
    Now to go play and start up the hunt...
    Prepare yourselves you little runts!'


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    "There is danger in this house of flying flyness dogy dawg. You better believe your sweet ass that is." came the deep murmur of the super fly Bad Guy. A bad man, truly bad to the bone.

    He had a knife to Roxy-Anne a dark beauty with a weirdly trashy name. Her Afro so big it could have been its own bird sanctuary. She was tied up with her hands behind her back and behind a chair. "You think I'm scared of you?" she spat.

    He stopped posturing fora moment to stare at her in her tied up state before looking at the knife in his hand and back at her. There was clearly something he was missing here. "Well, sweet cheeks, it seems like there's reason to be scared since you're tied up and I gots a knife to you. It's a real knife and I am very capable of cutting people. It's not bluff, I wouldn't be the bad guy if I wasn't."

    She shook her head, a wood pecker popped it's head out before popping back in. "I knows you can but I ain't scared."

    Oddly, he found himself perplexed. She wasn't bluffing she genuinely wasn't stared, only annoyed, she might as well have been in a traffic jam while a car so luxurious it massaged your balls while you waited, well not hers, though it did take some big balls to do what she was doing. "But I have a knife on you....why the hell not"

    She shrugged. "Never been the scared type." the simplicity in her shrug made his spine chill ass he realized that he was actually the frightened one.

    "this is bullshit" He tightened his grip on his knife and raised it over his head when the window next to him exploded. It didn't smash in, it literally exploded, it couldn't be helped there was just too much awesome blowing into the scene at that moment.

    The knife was knocked out of the bad guy's hand before slipping away. The bad guy had just enough time to introduce the brave hero. "dyno-MITE!!!"

    "That's right sweet ladies and babies, dyno mite is here."

    Roxy-Anne purred, in such a way that suggested it was a tiger purring and not a kitty cat without raising her voice. (Another thing that made the bad guy regret kidnapping her.). "Ooooh Dyno-mite! You're a bad mother-"

    "Shut your fucking face!" The bad guy yelled.

    There was a moment that could only be described as awkward, mostly because the Germans had yet to come up with a word(they'd left us with rather a dry spell after schadenfreude). It was as though the bad guy had some how defeating the purpose of something by cutting off Roxy-Anne before she could say the eff word, no not Effron from those awful high school musical movies.

    Dynomite was the first to recover. "I've come to stop you bad guy!"

    The bad guy recovered quickly. "Wait, you haven't bothered to learn my name have you? This whole time and you have bothered to learn my name."

    "Look I just thought you'd legally had you're name changed to the bad guy?"

    "When did you think I had the time to do that? what centurary do you think this is that I have the time for that?"

    "Look I'm sorry I forgot your name. Can we just wrap it up?"

    "You know what? NAMELESS PERSON! Yeah, how's that feel?"

    "Umm, ouch it hurts?" Dyno-mite heisted for a moment, unsure of what to say next. "So baaaad, my feelings my poor feelings?"

    The bad guy dropped his head and Roxy sighed, " You are the worst actor ever"

    Dynomite sighed "Well-"

    "WORST! Don't try defend that. You know what I have just what you need to finally die. Gorilla come out here and take care of him.

    Both Roxy and Dyno mite sighed heavily. The bad guy shrugged, "what?"

    "You really going for the muscular black guy movie stereotype and you're naming him gorilla? that's really racist man. I mean seriously."

    An actual silver back gorilla burst through the door at that moment. "I take back that whole racist thing." He said, pulling out his two guns.

    Dynomite disappeared.

    WAIT I WANTED TO SEE THAT.

    SORRY BUT THE BATTLE IS ABOUT TO COMMENCE AND WE NEED OUR CHARACTERS.

    THIS IS BULLSHIT, ONE

    YOU ALWAYS SAY THAT, JUST LEAVE TWO ALONE.

    BUT I STILL WANTED TO SEE IT.

    FINE LOOK FOR YOURSELF, JEEZE YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE A GOD.


    The gods looked back down to the world below and found both the gorilla and the bad guy brutally murdered, there was silence say for the sound of a shower being turned on and, if you had the keenest ears or the ability to be an omnipresent being, you could hear the sound of bloody clothes being thrown onto the floor.

    WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED?

    I THINK SHE GOT TIRED OF WAITING ON HIM.

    WHAT DO YOU MEAN GOT TIRED?

    SHE GOT KIDNAPPED SIX TIMES, BUT SHE'S CLEARLY SMARTER THAN THE BAD GUY, ISN'T IT OBVIOUS.THIS IS JUST HER WAY OF HITTING ON DYNO-MITE. I MADE A GREAT HUMAN. BETTER THAN YOUR ONES.

    HEY MINE'S PRETTY COOL. I MEAN JUST LOOK AT HIS POWERS.

    OR LACK THEREOF

    OH YES, I'M SURE YOUR PLAYERS WITH THEIR SPARKLING PERSONALITIES WILL DO GREAT.

    I'M A GOD I CREATED THEM SO THEY WILL BE FINE!

    WHAT EVER IT'S GONNA START SOON.

    I NEED BETTER SEATS,

    THEN CREATE THEM!!! LAZY ASS.


    Dynomite blinked twice he was standing up straight but was looking down at the ground which appeared to be far away. What ever was happening couldn't have been happening. He was standing side ways in the inner walls. "This is not normal man!" He yelled.

    SUSH YOU'RE MAKING NOISE, YOU'RE IN A DEATHMATCH. LAST MAN STANDING EVERYONE IS GOING TO TRY KILL YOU.

    "Who are you?"

    I'M A GOD.

    "Rad man, is Jesus black?"

    WHO?

    "There goes my religious faith. So kill people? looks like they're dying anyway."

    SOME AREN'T YO"LL SEE THEM GOOD LUCK

    "Okay then" Dynomite made his way down the inner walls.

    WHY DO YOU DO THAT, MESS WITH PEOPLE LIKE THAT?

    IT'S FUN, WHY DO YOU GIVE BABIES DISEASES

    TOUCHE'

    CAN WE WATCH THE MATCH, AND IT'S YOUR TURN TO CREATE THE POPCORN.

    MMMM POPCORN THAT WAS A GOOD IDEA. MAKING CORN ABLE TO DO THIS, SUCH A GOOD IDEA.

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    "Pebbles," Rocky said, "I believe we shall get up evil today."

    "Excellent choice master, excellent,' the small, multi rocked creature bowed deeply. They then brought forward a pile of documents. Schemes, ruses, dastardly acts. Evil at her finest. Rocky plucked one plan from the pile and read it for a moment. Pebbles looked on hopefully, wringing her hands.

    "By word, this shall put me into the record books as the most evil rock to have ever lived!!!!"

    "Shall I begin writing record books master?"

    "Yes, yes, get out of my hair." Rocky waved the pebble creature away. "Wait!"

    "Yes master?!"

    "I need you to fetch me 13 grams of sand. Dally and you will be replaced."

    Pebbles yelped and rushed from Rocky's evil abode. Meanwhile Rocky mumbled random words over the document of pure evil. "Carry the 1 penguin over there.... attach that string..... laser that.... laser that too. Hmmmm yesssssheeehheeehehheeehehhh!"

    Somewhere in this evil giggling a tall human man appeared behind the rock. Carrying a mallet it bend down to crush the evil mastermind. But.... bam!

    "Got you, hero!!!!"

    "Nooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

    "Now.... you expect me to tell you my most devious plan?"

    "Yesss, you're the villain here!"

    "Hah! See, that's where villains get it wrong. They explain shit."

    "How am I meant to foil it then?"

    "You aren't!"

    "Oh... wait... come on, I'm the hero!"

    "Yes... I know!! Heheheheh!!!"

    Rocky's giggle was highly affective, it caused the hero to faint.

    "Pitiful hero, I hadn't even 'gotten' him at all. The rope was still in my hands. What a sucker."

    -Well this is awful. My one chance to impress the Elder Gods with a hero of my choosing and he fails against a rock-

    "Got you, god!!!!"

    -Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!-

    "Now, tell me about this choosing?"

    -It's for a Deathmatch, a fight to the death between champions for us gods to look on to-

    "Death.... my specialty! I am now the champion you have found." Rocky said, shaking the hand of the 'gotten' god.

    -fine-

    With that the evil rock was teleported to the arena. Outer Realm.

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