[ Poll ] Battledome! Week of Awesome!! ((Thursday, Read First Post))

What "Awesome" day is your favorite?

Monday		12.5%	[ 5 ]
Tuesday		5.0%	[ 2 ]
Wednesday		15.0%	[ 6 ]
Thursday		17.5%	[ 7 ]
Friday		10.0%	[ 4 ]
Saturday		12.5%	[ 5 ]
Sunday		12.5%	[ 5 ]
Gold Plz!		15.0%	[ 6 ]

Total Votes: 40

[Amiante]

Both call Metapods to the field, for neither of them have any usable Pokemon.
It was a match of harden. Neither would quit, and eventually each ran out of PP.

[Nazynri]

ninja [here, have a non-tie. -hopes-]

Scribble scribble.
"Ha!"
She pulled out a pokeball, summoned a Charizard...
Okay, so it promptly tried to breathe on her, but an ink bit and bridle fixed that. ...and a bit of vampiric-strength-aided smacking about.

Am's Metapod was -so- charcoal, once she got the stupid dragon to listen.

:>


TNP:
...
-flips to a page and pulls out a giant ball of yarn-
"Let's do this!" heart

[TomtaJolz]

KAMAKAZIE!!!!

I swoop down to body slam into the ultra powerful scribbler... she dodged my attack and I return up into the air... She started to scribble something... I swoop down again... a dodge, and more scribbling... finally done, she summoned a giant yarn ball... just as I was about to collide with her... I get tangled in the stringy mess, it catches fire from the heat of my jet pack, and to top it all off... I couldn't reach my self destruct mechanism... I slowly melted to death into a puddle of molten steel... Just to think yarn could cause that much trouble!

TNP: Has you a cheeseburger?

[Zachary Charon]

ninja ((You've gotta be kidding me. XD))

"A cheeseburger? You're insane."

Ivan charged down the weird metal cat-thing and prepared to blow him to pieces with dark magic but was stopped short when I managed to break through and start regaining control of my body. We collapsed to the ground and I managed to signal the judges, marking our surrender.

[Amiante]

A smile grew on the young man's lips as he noted an average bloke standing before him. Nothing too outstanding. No ridiculous weapons. Ah. Such a pleasant surprise. Leather clad hands went to the back of his head, walking further into the arena with hips swinging every so slightly. He had a feeling this was going to be good.

But how easily that smile was washed away as he noted the other rubbing hands together. An aura forming. Brows would furrow, the black haired bloke rushing for his opponent. He twisted a bit as he was close enough. Really winding a hand back. Shooting it forward, right into the brown haired man's face. Enough force in it to knock him right down.

And after such, the man would surrender.

[Nazynri]

"Where are my ridiculously shiny big weapons, then? And my cheat codes?"
Scribbler blinked a moment.
"Oh wait, they're right here."

With a cackle, she flipped open her sketchbook and proceeded to break physics right around the overarmed weaponmaster...and made a bubble of the same ill logic around herself.

Out came phase blades and giant pizza cutters from the hammerspace inside her book, heralded by further cackles.

"Cheat code: POWER OVERWHELMING!~"

Try as Visher might, he couldn't put a dent in the cheat-protected girl.
She, however, did put several holes in him.

...But in the end she did give him a one-up mushroom, so it was all good.

[can you tell I don't VG much?]

TNP:
"C'mon! I promise I won't use a code this round~"
...that's right, she'll just settle for the lame-o zergrush. >w>;

[TomtaJolz]

...I may not need my sword...

Ah yes, sir over-armored is looking tired from carrying all that metal... Feeling like being the world's biggest dink... I went "Samus tipping" and he went face-bound into the ground. I sat on his back so he could get up, and I turned on my jet pack to heat up the metal. Samus scrambled to get free, but alas, he was cooked inside his armor like canned meat! His carcus became the mascot of the "Krittle Kibble" company!

TNP: Look at me! I'm flying!

[Nazynri]

"PREPARE TO BE CAPTIONED!" scream [-braces self for epic failure-]

Silly Scribbler, mecha felines do not need captions on pain of death by laser sword.
The thing was, all she saw was cat...and in the recent influx of memes and things floating around in the 'dome, she got a little confused.
Mech-cat was not amused as she flapped up to his height with a giant ribbon of paper in her arms, intent on gluing it to his forehead.
"RRRREERAORW! HISS! NO CAPTIONS!" he slashed furiously with his sword, catching Scribbler in the process.

She spiraled to the floor, the caption half-glued. Not the most graceful of landings...considering she was out cold from blood loss.

"Mech-cat haz no parachute! HALP!" the paper read.

[/so doin' it wrong]

TNP:
;__;
"I hope that's not sarcasm I'm detecting...sarcasm burns like acid..."

[xXLightningAngelXx]

I will never let you fall...

"Oh, Naz. You're positively hilarious."

Lightning was not having a good day. Fortunately for Naz, she was on the good side of the very long line now burned into Lightning's head. All who resided on the bad side had to be eliminated. "Please forgive me for this, Naz, but I really must go on," whispered Lightning, hitting Naz on the side of her head. The feathered being dropped like a potato sack. Lightning slapped a Post-It note with directions to the medical ward onto Naz's wing and ran off, seething with the rage of justice.

...I'll stand up with you forever.

[Vii Star]

"Mmmh. I smell Humans." Seven said to himself as she strode toward Lightning.
"Well, hello there." He said politely, waving to her. Her scowl didn't waver and she walked steadily forward and punched Seven so hard he staggered backward and onto the ground.
"What the-" He was cut off when her devil's tail whipped him, searing the flesh across his cheek and neck.
Seven couldn't help but just sit there wondering what had just hit him.
★★★★★★★

[Nazynri]

...Barbershop quartet?

Scribbler scribbled up three other males to stand beside Samus, attempting to make them sing with her ink.
The three didn't sound so bad...but forcing a song out of someone who did not want to sing was a bad idea for both of them.

There was much cat-screeching, ear-holding, and Scribbler gave up, clamping her hands to her head. "Agh!"

Well, on the other side...Samus was kinda bleeding from the throat from her attempts. He gurgled a moment, then toppled from the weight of his armour as the three inkmen exploded.

Oops.

TNP:
"Ah, hello Lady Emma!"