The Arena: The Prince of Art vs The Lord of Greatness (April 30, 2007)
The forum thread:
(main contestants are Charizardpal (in the black) Sauronvoldermort (in the purple)
Welcome to PRINCE OF ART's Arena!@-@
I am holding an open-contestant Honk Kong-esque martial arts contest. The contest will be dangerous and not everyone will survive. In fact, probablly only one person will survive. But if you do survive you will have ever-lasting fame!
Sauronvoldermort! Meet me in the dust made from the fallen gladiators of our yesterdays! And have your friends prepare an eulogy, for on that dusty plane studded by once decadent ruins, you will be annihilated!
Sauronvoldermort! Meet me in the dust made from the fallen gladiators of our yesterdays! And have your friends prepare an eulogy, for on that dusty plane studded by once decadent ruins, you will be annihilated!
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it's time to duel!!!!!!!! i summon the G R E A T L E V I A T H A N!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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I summon the Little Kuriboh! GO LITTLE WEEBLES-MULTIPLY AND SMOTHER THAT MONSTER WITH SHEER NUMBERS!
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hey!! it matches. LORD OF GREATNESS with his pet LEVIATHAN and Prince of Art with his charizard.
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Yes...it is fitting that a servant of good can match one of evil!. Now should we have a long dramatic discussion about our tragic childhoods, favorite foods and in RPG fashion (while a volcano errupts unnoticed in the background) before we duel or should we just get down to it?
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yes, let us talk, charizard. like gentlemen over some tea..
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So I understand that you want to rule the world....but why? Did mommy not give you enough attention when you were a baby? Why couldn't you just leave the Kakahimashaniyouniyourihahaja villagers to farm in harmony? What did those humble Japanese villagers ever do to offend you? All they did was sell the cheapest items in the game and offer free rent at the inns!
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one day i was walking on the shores of the tuscan beaches. i noticed a peculiarly shped rock. i seized it and flung it out to the sea...then a groan...a ruinous noice from the unknown depths of the ocean rushing fast, so fast that my thoughts froze...then a wave...a tidal wave...and lo and behold!!! a blue serpent, so huge and so terrifying...with its red eyes and black face...i shook all over....he was to be my servant.
yes, mommy unfortunately threw me to a pack of wolves...how cruel she was!! but then one wolf took care of me, letting me her breast for milk...and i grew and grew...then one day met my rival, aeneas
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Are you telling me you have a dragon fetish and are infaturated with Joan of Arc? You need a phychotrist....why don't I call up Yugi's sagacious grandfather, and the acheivement-lacking yet world-renowned Prof. Oak and have him them talk with you, I'm sure they could straighten you out.
Oh it's worse now! You have a fetish for wolves and ancient Roman men! Truly, you are worthy to be a super-evil villian.
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charizard, if wasn;t for the hardships that i was put in, i would not be the awesomely wonderfully great man as i am today.
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Yes hardships make the man. That's why in ancient epics the heros are always privilledged brats spoiled by the gods....The Greek theme is :being royal entitles hardship.
For me my quest started when I was leaving my dinky little town with an artistic name that sounds nice on my pallet. I had turned down Professor Oak's offer to give me a weak and cuddly pokemon. So what I did was I walked around the map until I found a strong trainer, then I challenged him to a duel. Because everyone in the world loves to bet money while risking the lives of their closest and most loyal friends (pokemon) I had no trouble entering the duel. When the trainer asked me to bring out my pokemon from it's ball, I stretched out a pokeball. But instead of letting out a pokemon I threw it at his charizard, caught it, grabbed the ball, and then ran away *stealling a bicycle during my escape* before I could be stopped.
I have been with my charizard ever since.
For me my quest started when I was leaving my dinky little town with an artistic name that sounds nice on my pallet. I had turned down Professor Oak's offer to give me a weak and cuddly pokemon. So what I did was I walked around the map until I found a strong trainer, then I challenged him to a duel. Because everyone in the world loves to bet money while risking the lives of their closest and most loyal friends (pokemon) I had no trouble entering the duel. When the trainer asked me to bring out my pokemon from it's ball, I stretched out a pokeball. But instead of letting out a pokemon I threw it at his charizard, caught it, grabbed the ball, and then ran away *stealling a bicycle during my escape* before I could be stopped.
I have been with my charizard ever since.
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[wanna go to a prestigous university?]
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What? Fly across the miles of barren wasteland to see a university with a constonant laden name? You must be forgetting that we are RIVALS TRYING TO REACH THE SAME "PLANE OF POWER" WHICH CAN ONLY BE REACHED UPON COMPLETION OF MYRIAD ARDULOUS HARDSHIPS ON THE "PLAIN OF POWER!"
*would you like green tea or rice tea?*
*would you like green tea or rice tea?*
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When I return from my hour and a half of training I will have to exact vengence for the terrible crime against humanity which you did to the poor and innocent people of Kakahimashaniyouniyourihahaja village....
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...the saga continues....
2007-04-30 22:16:52 GMT
