It appears as though the old thread died (archived?), and I can't be bothered to search for 3 hours just to find it is indeed gone, so here it is again. I'm itching to beat up something. If you are unfamiliar with this, read on. A Forum Fight is basically like a joint "story" one writes. An example would be: Penguin Unit dances on the roof. Then, combatant no. 2 comes in and says: Exampleguy raises his handgun and fills PU with holes. It is sometimes acceptable to put ** in quotation mark fashion around an action. I myself just write like it's a story and there's little division between action and speaking, though I usually lack quotes when I write myself a speaking. Got it? Good. I'll start with a descriptive post people will most likely ignore. The undamaged green meadow is drenched in rain. Surrounding it are hills and after that mountains as far as one can see. The gray sky blocks a good deal of sunlight. An eerie mist hangs over the landscape. A lone penguin happens to be sitting on a rock, clutching his M14 rifle, minding his own business. He pulls the bolt back and lets it slam into place. He rolls off the rock. It's showtime... Begin fighting here at once.
*hiding somewhere safe, hiding stuff around as well to make distractions, covering with anti thermal substance awaiting my chance*
Walks out and sees Taxi. Fires a few shots to scare him...
*I just blow off the distraction penguin shot at, hoping that some fire would make him feel better*
24th September 2007
*brings in rosie o'donald.* Nuff' said
The Great Charm
14th April 2007
*Edgecution teleports into the fight, everyone in a 5 mile radius is intimidated*
Rosie o Donald is qualified as an forbiden use of organic technology. There fore she must besent into another dimension with chuck norris and other godly beings to fight their own fights.*Door to the dimension opens and sucks her in*
Oh yeah, and no superweapons... *Is not intimidated by Edgecution, due to level 35 bravery* *Gun jams, hurls it and whacks Edgecution over the head with it*
Pimp of FileFront.
30th January 2008
*Readies 50. Cal Barett from a shop rooftop, waiting for that perfect shot...*
*Walks up behind Ice* Excuse me, sir, what are you doing up here plainly exposed? *Puts .45 to his head*