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Judge of choice: The Vansooooon.

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KB walked up to the registration desk and submitted his profile.

Moments later, Vansin burst into tears and the wahmbulance was called.

Haelstrom spotted Vintrict. "HOH!" said Haelstrom, "Vintrict my dear friend!"

Vintrict shuddered when he realized who he was speaking to, and tried to respond casually "Sup man? Uh, nice to.. see.. you.."

"Four years, Vintrict. Four ******** years." Haelstrom responded with a smile. An unnerving, eerie smile. "Four years of you misjudging, four years of you telling me my snakes are overpowered while I'm fighting Metal Gear and Raiden and Leviathan and Godzilla, four.. ******** years I've had to deal with you." His smile grew broader.

"YOU.."

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"..f*****t, I have waited four long years to have a word with you. Just a word. And I know what it is I wish to say."



"Yes. Just what to say."

Haelstrom calmly placed his left hand on Vintrict's shoulder. "It's been an enjoyable time knowing you despite our differences and my sincere doubt you developed your brain properly at birth. You have been a respectful individual, and a very kind person. It is my sincere hope your future aspirations all come true." A single confident nod, and he stepped away.








































So then Haelstrom doubled back and ******** curb-stomped Vintrict's throat, unbuckled Haelstrom's pants and wedged over to take one tremendous defecating s**t down Vintrict's throat. As Vintrict gargled in horrified shock, Haelstrom redid his pants, then proceeded to urinate in Vintrict's eye sockets.

Haelstrom then punched both eyes out of said sockets, threw them into a nearby sewer drain, and proceeded to vomit vigorously into said sockets to hopefully infect them where his urine may not. Haelstrom then jumped in the air, and went upper-body first in a powerful pile-driver into Vintrict's neck, nearly sending the poor man into unconsciousness.

"Yeah.. yeah mother ********, cry about my serpents now, yeah." Haelstrom growled in an insane, low rasp, completely out of his mind in fury as he raided the poor judge into the air by the urine & s**t stained collar of his shirt, before hurling the blind Vintrict into a nearby brick wall with a loud "thud." Vintrict could not see, and perhaps this was in a sense merciful, as Haelstrom pulled a Cyrus and procured something quite grand.

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"METAPHORRRRRRRRRRRR!!!"


















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And then, Haelstrom bought Vintrict some McDonalds.

Because Vansin looks like Justin Long (sidenote: I like Vansin):

I would devise a judging sheet which is 9 pages long blank. It would require paragraphs of excruciating detail that does not include the pages of mathematical, calculus-based formula in order to be accepted as valid by Vintrict. Every fight would have to be judged with it, and every fight will read like James Ereadas vs Cyrus except even more unread able. There will be 64 fights. Vansin will be chained to a chair and forced to grade until he is done, being fed only spicy chicken ramen (with two packs of spicy flavor each) and flat diet pepsi. The scores must all be submitted at once.

Right when Vansin is about to submit the scores, I will walk in with a baseball bat and smash the hard drive of his computer.

HE WILL HAVE TO DO IT ALL OVER AGAIN.