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Reg has already won; What's-His-Face is on fire.

Turtle wins.

Zeph and Gutterball stand in a field rich in herbs and animal life. They stare at each other for a long moment. It is understood by their silence that whatever the problem is, it is irreconcilable. The priestess and the shaman locked in a standoff.

They both relax and are seated. The priestess deftly begins pulling up various herbs from around her and placing them into a small golden dish with some kindling. The smoke begins rising, and she calls forth divinity to aid her.

The shaman remains almost totally motionless during the spectacle, his body temperature has dropped and his respiration is low, he is almost camouflaged by stillness. His prize presents itself. A snake that was slithering past is caught. He quickly snatches it and takes out his knife. He puts the snake's fangs into an earthen dish and drains it's venom glands onto them. He then begins grinding herbs and dirt into the dish. He will be summoning the power of the earth.

As the shaman works locusts fly up from the earth around him and surround the priestess, they from a tight circle and begin closing in. The priestess blows into the dish and a black smoke rises up to engulf the swarm. They fall dead.

As the smoke returns to a white, fragrant incense the priestess breathes deeply and exhales a gust that whips sharp bits of dust into the shaman's face. He calls forth a rain to bring the sand back to the earth and perhaps smother the priestess' fire. It is no ordinary fire, and stays burning.

The shaman drips some of the blood from his laceration into his dish and begins a mantra. The priestess has had enough. She summons her god of death to silence the old fool.

A great figure rises from the earth. It opens it's great maw and inhales everything. The clouds from the sky, the plants and animals, the very dirt around them. The two continue praying as the figure consumes everything. The priestess smiles. She has seen this deity before. Something unexpected occurs. The behemoth turns to Zeph and grasps her with a pale hand. The shaman had seen the deity before too, they were praying to the same god.

The shaman halts and empties his dish. Zeph is dropped to the ground unharmed. "Why did you stop?" she asked him.

The victorious shaman stops. "We are not so different, you and I."

As the two walk away from the field signs of new life begin to appear. The shaman gives thanks for his victory, and the priestess learns a great lesson in defeat.

Reader's Digest version : gutterball wins.

Owwin begins by injecting Kath with a highly unstable compound which immediately causes Kath to die, revive as a zombie, die again, revive as a vampiric like creature, die a third time, and finally reviving him as a Glombie. Then Owwin blows his head off with a shotgun.

Huntr because we're like bifflz

The bifflz can't bear to hurt each other, so they play rock-paper-scissors.

Aus chooses rock.
Hunter chooses paper.

Hunter wins.

Bowser-Turtle is blinded by Reg's glowing face. And glowing clothing.

Zeph uses the power of love! And chain-ball thingy. Cookie gets his head smashed in from behind.