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Kill all sons, and daughters of BITCHES!

Going to fight, I guess.

Double bladed chainsaw and a Remington semi-automatic with a scope and a hair trigger, with infinite ammo for the gun and gas/oil for the chainsaw of course.

You didn't state any specific rules :]

I'd fight, I guess, even if it means the death of me. I'm incredibly skinny and have no muscle except for the bare minimum, so I'd die in the fight...unless I torch the thing.

At 8/18/11 08:42 AM, Gimmick wrote: I'd fight, I guess, even if it means the death of me. I'm incredibly skinny and have no muscle except for the bare minimum, so I'd die in the fight...unless I torch the thing.

We make it fair, you have to fight against me!

At 8/17/11 11:05 PM, Idiot-Finder wrote: One day you're invited to fight in a infamous "Dark Tournament" where monsters and demons participates.

The fuck am I back in 2002 again? Around the poser goth kids?

You can't turn it down however since doing so will result in the deaths of you, your family and friends.

What if I win though?

What will you do?

I guess wake up, I mean it's only a dream.

Lol "Dark Tournament" Really dude?

Anyway, well I obviously have to fight because there's nothing else I can do.

I forgot where I posted this before, but I will say it again because it seems fitting.

I am not Buffy the vampire slayer. I will die, and very quickly at that.

At 8/18/11 08:43 AM, Asandir wrote:

At 8/18/11 08:42 AM, Gimmick wrote: I'd fight, I guess, even if it means the death of me. I'm incredibly skinny and have no muscle except for the bare minimum, so I'd die in the fight...unless I torch the thing.

We make it fair, you have to fight against me!

*Fizzle*

Hang myself with my penis.

Yep, it's that long.

At 8/18/11 12:27 PM, LucasJC wrote:

Yep, it's that long.

And it's that flimsy

bring lots of guns and bacon

You're going to camp out there?

Pop on my sunglasses, pump my shotgun, say "It's time to kick ass and chew bubblegum, and I'm all out of gum," and get homicidal.

Well, since I already have a well-developed roleplaying character, I think I'll fare pretty well.

At 8/18/11 12:42 PM, JmdMagic wrote: Well, since I already have a well-developed roleplaying character, I think I'll fare pretty well.

your dice won't save you now ^.^

Well shit. Lets fuck some bitches up...

Grab my fathers shotgun, my scimitar, and probably a couple of my throwing knives. Oh, and you said I'm supposed to fight demons right? Well then I guess it be safe to pour some holy water on my weapons.

I would travel to Columbia before the tournament and buy a shit ton of scopolamine scopolamine. During a fight I would just blow some scopolamine in the dude's face and he would either overdose and die or be under my control.

My alias could be Devil's breath or something.

get a gun.

Well...is there a chance I'd encounter my fursona there? If so, I'd do my damndest to figure out a way to get to hir, and fight-fuck hir, then probably die in the next round, or escape with hir, either or works for me.

also I'd bring my magnum kukari <3

I'm a ghost, henceforth, I live.

I'd fight, and end up getting killed quite quickly because I have no real fighting skills whatsoever.

Just try to find some sort of weapon, anything I could use, and then get in a hit and then jump back/run away, and wait for openings, and if I saw an opportunity I'd try to brutalize my opponent.

Find a zombie, ask him to bite me. Then I will be undead.

Choose thy weapon!