The Sun crested the arched stone walls of the great Carnage Amphitheater. Dust from the battlefield stirred in the breeze and the contestants filled the grounds.
Agar the Tank, turned to Bendini the Mage and said, "It's a good day to die." Cristos the enchanter said, "what do you guys know about dieing, me, now I know all about dieing, that's all I do is die, cast one lousy spell, that protects your sorry butts I will add, one lousy spell then cringe in this lousy armor and wait to die." Agar replied, "come now its not all that bad." Bendini interjected, "oh sure, mister I got all the hit points, I got all the Armor Class, last man standing, what are you guys doing about all this Anti-Magic Field everyone is casting, that stuff hurts!" "What do you people know about misery," the stoic Deen added, "sure I have a lot of hit points, sure I have Armor Class, but I do not even get a weapon, I mean a dagger, its costs like 500 from the store, what is that cheapskate owner doing with all the money we make for him." "He sure isn't adding it to my armor," replied Agar, "I have had this same pair of boots for months now, I mean, I saw this new user the other day, had a brand new pair, that looked twice as good as mine." "Oh please, mister I got the big tattoo, how much of our net worth is wrapped up in that thing, please save me," Bendini added dryly, "you would think, me having a Direct Damage spell and all, I could at least get a cloak of Istari, maybe a pair of those new gloves everyone is talking about, but no, I guess I am not good enough." "Cry me a river you pompous over grown pyromaniac," Cristos spat, "you want to talk net worth, you want to talk equipment, Deen gets the heavy stuff, Agar gets the tattoo, Bendini hides in the back, and me, Cristos the great, me, I had plans you know, I was going to be somebody. I studied hard in school, look at me now, just look at me, leather gear, this stupid hat, who wears a cabasset anyways, just look at the thing, not a weapon to be found, you would think all the hard...." "Next!" boomed the announcer, "Oh crud we are on!" exclaims Agar.
The battle joins anew. What fate befalls these brave combatants, only time will tell, that and a whole lot of healing.
Is this ETTM or TETM?
Maybe they should fight each other to see who's better. :)
Encore! Encore! Please Mister Can We Have Some More???
October 26 2005 4:14 AM EDT
EWTM, if I'm not mistaken. And indeed, bravo! I'd like to hear my minions whining too! :p
The least you can do is provide a Corn for Cristo. I think that will stop him from whining.
hmm.. I thought I posted in this thread, but it would seem my post is gone. Odd....
Anyway, the gist of what I Said was that (1) This is supercool, and (2) I stand behind my "You're a genius" comment from that other thread.
The mighty combatants return. Fully healed and ready for the next battles, the scars of battle fading such that only the dark memories remain.
"Again!", screamed Cristos, "that's the third time in a row, we draw because Bendini the great over there kills everyone in melee, us included!" "Hey, look, I killed our enemy, thats my job, but what in the blue blazes are YOU doing Cristos, Guardian Angel, what are you thinking, that is what is getting us killed your lousy Guardian Angel!" replied Bendini, "freaking Agar the no AC having, massive HP carrying, returns almost as much damage as I do thanks to your blasted Guardian Angel!" "You hit us in melee Bendini?" queried Deen, "I didn't notice" "Look, I could have some AC if the skin flint boss would splurge a little and upgrade this gear, I think my Adam is developing rust its so old." added Agar. "Upgrade, please" Cristos said, "as if, upgrade, you want upgrade, I want something that even deserves upgrading, I will have you know I fight naked now!" "Look it is not my fault the boss wanted a little more X on the Bth, I have been screaming for armor upgrades for months!" Agar replied, "and we do not want our PR too high, so your NW had to go Cristos, its simple." "Simple, hah," added Bendini, "its this simple,....unlearn....Guardian Angel....Now...." "Look, if the boss wants GA, the boss gets GA, talk to him not me, if I got what I wanted do you think I would be out there fighting in my boxers?" rejoined Cristos. "If I got what I wanted, well...."NEXT!" "Shoot that is us, lets go!" screamed Agar.
The battle joins anew. The tactics change now and then, but the combatants know their jobs well. Once again they are thrust into the valiant fray, the outcome decided often by the slightest edge, or a stroke of luck.
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