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Newgrounds Arena! Feb. 18th, 2013 @ 12:54 AM Reply

I'm writing a new series, and I need some help. It's a humor/action series, where all the Newgrounds characters are in combat with each other. The series itself is rather vague in backstory, though I don't really need help with that. What I do need help with, however, is choosing which characters to be featured in the story. Here's the characters I know I'm going to use:

A-Bot
Darnell
Pico
Nene
Abobo
Bitey
Blockhead
Hank
Samurai Asshole
The Castle Crashers
And Alien Hominid.

Those are all the characters I can think of so far. Please, if you can think of any others, tell me!

Oh, and here is what I have of the first chapter:

Newgrounds Arena!

Darnell walked through the Battle Field, corpses lying around him. He knew them all, fellow Newgrounds creations. He spent a lot of time on Newgrounds. Mostly because he hasn't been in a damn game since the early 00's.

"It seems as though another piece of crap must be blammed..." A cold robotic voice announced behind him. Darnell turned around. It was the robot you all know and, if you're a spammer, hate. That's right, it waaaaaas... A-BOT!

Darnell gasped, "A-BOT! I thought we were friends!"

"You tried to light me on fire in my sleep."

"I was just trying to find out if robots burnt well!" Darnell retorted.

"Then why didn't you try it on P-Bot?!" A-Bot yelled.

"Because he's, I don't know... Popular?"

"That's it." A-Bot told Darnell, in a voice slightly less robotic then usual. I know, this story is VERY exciting. He shot mercillesly at Darnell, who jumped out of the way of each shot, succesfully not being dead.

"WITTY ONE-LINER, BITCH!" Darnell screeched, as he shot at A-Bot, knocking him back, until he collapsed. "Looks like Darnell wins this round, bitch-bot!"

Darnell took out his lighter, and approached A-Bot. "Now, it's time to kill you without being interrupted in anywa-"

WUBWUBWUBWUBWUBWUBWUBWUBWUBWUBWUBWUBWUBWUBWUBWUBWUBWUBWUBWUB !

The Pyromaniac Boy collapsed, his ear drums utterly destroyed by A-Bot's speakers. "Guess you'd say I... Cranked that shit up." A-Bot boomed.

"THAT WASN'T EVEN FUNNY!" Darnell screamed. "AND WHY ARE YOU WHISPERING?!"

"It was hilarious, Darnee." A-Bot replied, now in a cold, unfeeling tone. "Like Skrillex? The Author hasn't ever listened to it, so he assumed it sounded like that."

Darnell managed to stand up, and took out a gun, "Stop... Rambling!"

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Response to Newgrounds Arena! Feb. 20th, 2013 @ 07:04 PM Reply

Here's the full chapter:

Newgrounds Arena!

Darnell walked through the Battle Field, corpses of fellow Newgrounders, of which he may or may not killed burning around him. He knew them all, fellow Newgrounds creations. He spent a lot of time on Newgrounds. Mostly because he hasn't been in a damn game since about two thousand one.

"It seems as though another piece of crap must be blammed..." A cold robotic voice announced behind him. Darnell turned around. It was the robot you all know and, if you're a spammer, hate. That's right, it waaaaaas... A-BOT, the Audio Portal
Administrator!

Darnell gasped, "A-BOT! I thought we were friends!"

"You tried to light me on fire in my sleep."

"I was just trying to find out if robots burnt well!" Darnell retorted.

"Then why didn't you try it on P-Bot?!" A-Bot yelled.

"Because he's, I don't know... Popular?"

"That's it." A-Bot told Darnell, in a voice slightly less robotic then usual. I know, this story is VERY exciting. He shot
mercillesly at Darnell, who jumped out of the way of each shot, succesfully not being dead.

"WITTY ONE-LINER, BITCH!" Darnell screeched, as he shot at A-Bot, knocking him back, until he collapsed. "Looks like

Darnell wins this round, bitch-bot!"

Darnell took out his lighter, and approached A-Bot. "Now, it's time to kill you without being interrupted in anywa-"

WUBWUBWUBWUBWUBWUBWUBWUBWUBWUBWUBWUBWUBWUBWUBWUBWUBWUBWUBWUB !

The Pyromaniac Boy collapsed, his ear drums utterly destroyed by A-Bot's speakers. "Guess you'd say I... Cranked that shit up." A-Bot boomed.

"THAT WASN'T EVEN FUNNY!" Darnell screamed. "AND WHY ARE YOU WHISPERING?!"

"It was hilarious, Darnee." A-Bot replied, now in a cold, unfeeling tone. "Like Skrillex? The Author hasn't ever listened to it, so he assumed it sounded like that."

Darnell managed to stand up, and took out a gun, "Stop... Rambling!"

Before Darnell could shoot A-Bot, the Bot came to a realization. 'Holy shit I'm a robot and he's a twelve year old.'

The A-Bot then promptly stomped on Darnell. WINNER!