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[GreatWyrmGold]

Yes.

Sometimes he's 10 feet tall, sometimes his footprints become lakes!

[Xanmyral]

Xantalos, who do you think will win? I'm thinking that, while you have the upper hand due to the bonus to melee rolls, if I manage to get a hit in I'm breaking something, which could cause things to go rapidly down hill in my favor. But that all depends on if a hit gets in, it would take a few rounds of fighting for a winner to be brought out anyway.

[Persus13]

Normally it takes a long time when there are a large number of characters.

[Xantalos]

Xantalos, who do you think will win? I'm thinking that, while you have the upper hand due to the bonus to melee rolls, if I manage to get a hit in I'm breaking something, which could cause things to go rapidly down hill in my favor. But that all depends on if a hit gets in, it would take a few rounds of fighting for a winner to be brought out anyway.

It all depends on the first round, IMO. I'm fine with either guy winning, as we established a MANLY duel, which is how Fancy would want to go out anyway.

[TCM]

Game II- Round 12: Evolution of Stache


The fates came out positively for Hoyt Foreman and Fancy McMonocle. The ambushers, the archers, the assassins. They were all dead. Now the true fight would commence, and only one manly man would come out victoriously. Fancy belts out "MR. FOREMAN! IF YOU ARE READY TO DUEL, I SHALL BE HERE! MAY THE BEST MAN WIN AND ALL THAT." He points his sword towards the heavens. "ROIGHT! 'OU DERE! MUSTACHIO MAN! WE FOIGHT FER TAH CROWD, LET'S GIVE 'EM A ROIGHT GOO' SHO' YEA'?! ROIGHT GOO' SHO'! MAH 'AMMA IS THA GREA' COMMUNICATA'! 'LLOW ME TAH SAY A FEW WERDS! AUN-GUARD! LET 'HIS 'ERE BRAWL BE DETERMIN'D BY REAL MEN!" With the two concurring, Hoyt points his hammer to the sky the same way Fancy previously had just done. The crowd goes silent as both men pull their weapons into fighting positions.

Instead of a strafing match with careful attacks, Hoyt favored his familiar charge-n-bash strategy, and this duel was no exception. "I'LL CLOBBA' YA'!" He screamed with a yell that could drown out a debate on video game consoles. He sprinted forward, Fancy pulling into a fencing stance ready to parry and counter. Hoyt came near, stopping at the last second and swinging the edge of his weapon at the mustache golem... (1 vs. 2+1) The hammer nearly took off McMonocle's head, but the key word is nearly. The mustachio ducked his head back, avoiding the metal death that would have come for him otherwise. He danced back, as the failed strike left Hoyt off balance. This gave him ample opportunity for returning strikes, so McMonocle thrusted his blade forward at the stumbling hooligan. (4+1 vs. 4) The tip sunk into Hoyt's side, right below his armpit. The sword did not open any arteries, but it did manage to pierce and fracture several vital ribs, jutting them into Hoyt's body. (-4 HP)

Hoyt grimaced and pulled himself off of Fancy McMonocle's blade, but even so the golem resumed attacking before Foreman had any time to adapt his plans. (4+1 vs. 2) He jabbed at the worker again, a much deeper attack straight through the gut. This time, Fancy pulled out of his own accord as Hoyt fell to a knee. (-5 HP)"Come on, we're not done chap." The swordsman resumed his stance, waiting for his opponent to revive himself.

Despite having killed every other contestant in the field, and a forest monster on top of that, there was still one thing that would survive to interrupt the duel. A very annoying interruption. Needless to say, Bobo the Monkey jumped on top of Fancy McMonocle's face. (2 vs. 3+1) As he scampered about the mustache's face, McMonocle grabbed the monkey with a quiet fury and threw him onto the ground before him. (5+1 vs. 2+1) Bobo recovered himself and went to run off, only to run into a bit of an issue with several inches of high-quality steel inserted into his skull. McMonocle kicked the small body off to the side. "...Just you and I Hoyt," McMonocle calmly stated as Foreman finally got back to his feet.
Fancy McMonocle has slain Bobo the Monkey!
He gains 10 Points!

Spoiler: Scoreboard (click to show/hide)

1. Hoyt Foreman - 43 (Xanmyral)
2. Fancy McMonocle - 40 (Xantalos)

Spoiler: Participant Statuses (click to show/hide)

Name: Hoyt Foreman (Xanmyral)
Gender: Male
Age: 28
Race: Man
Starting Weapon: Sledge (Club) - Stolen by Bobo the Monkey.
Ability: When all you have is a hammer... ...Everything looks like a nail.
Appearance: Sturdy, wide build, black hair, brown eyes, sturdy clothes one would expect a stallion who works a construction job to wear.
Brief Biography: Hoyt Foreman, not actually a foreman, down on his luck and needing bits. Now. He wasn't exactly a construction worker, more a deconstruction worker, but he figures it should be the same. Few hits with his trusty sledge and stuff breaks, right?
Hit Points: 3/20

Name: Fancy McMonocle (Xantalos)
Species: Mustache Golem
Weapon: Steel Sword
Bio: This prime specimen is the unfortunate result of a 4channer getting high and coming across a book of golem making.
Ability: +1 to Melee, -1 to Ranged - gentlecolts fight up close!
HP: 12/20
Appearance: A humanoid figure composed of curly mustaches. Wears a top hat and monocle where it's eye would be.

Spoiler: Forest Environment (click to show/hide)

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[Xantalos]

You are an honorable chap, Mr Foreman! I am honored to have dueled with such a foe.

Coup de grace Hoyt!
(In American, that means 'finish him off', which in Internetese means 'PWN HIM', which in regular English means 'kill him'.)

[Xanmyral]

"Ptyew!" Hoyt spat out some blood onto the side of the field, rubbing it off his face with the back of his hand, which incidentally just got more on his face rather. He had a mad grin on his face, as if he was relishing every ragged breath, every inch of pain. "Yer damned roight we're no' done 'ere." Moving his neck back and forth, issuing forth cracks each time, he gripped his hammer once more steadily in his grasp. "Than's fer killin' dat monkee' was ah reel pain in mah side." He let out a chuckle at the joke, the two holes in his side still bleeding, usual boisterous voice was replaced by a calm one. For the moment, that is. "DEATH OR GLORY!" He screamed with the last of his might, swinging his hammer as fiercely as he could at the mustached mustachio golem.

[GreatWyrmGold]

Xantalos, who do you think will win? I'm thinking that, while you have the upper hand due to the bonus to melee rolls, if I manage to get a hit in I'm breaking something, which could cause things to go rapidly down hill in my favor. But that all depends on if a hit gets in, it would take a few rounds of fighting for a winner to be brought out anyway.

Obviously, Chell will win.

[Xantalos]

Xantalos, who do you think will win? I'm thinking that, while you have the upper hand due to the bonus to melee rolls, if I manage to get a hit in I'm breaking something, which could cause things to go rapidly down hill in my favor. But that all depends on if a hit gets in, it would take a few rounds of fighting for a winner to be brought out anyway.

Obviously, Chell will win.

...
*checks participants*
Hah!

[Xanmyral]

I'm secure in the knowledge that I'll die with the highest score amongst the dead.

[Xantalos]

I'm secure in the knowledge that I'll die with the highest score.

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Actually, if I kill you I get ten points, putting me 7 points above you

[Xanmyral]

Hence the fake-edit after I realized that. Man, the window for a fake edit is rather long. I thought it was only like, a minute or something.

[Xantalos]

Hence the fake-edit after I realized that. Man, the window for a fake edit is rather long. I thought it was only like, a minute or something.

I don't know how long it is; most of my edits are fakeedits.

[TCM]

Thanks for talking about John Henry. You gave me inspiration

Name: Paul Bunyan
Gender: Male
Age: ?
Race: Folk legend
Starting Weapon: Chainsaw (unless an Ax shows up)
Ability: Huge: -1 to defense, Massive: Health is +6
Appearance: A really tall lumber jack normally accompanied by his blue ox, but isn't
Brief Biography: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paul_Bunyan
Hit Points: 26/26

Cool.

[GreatWyrmGold]

I'm secure in the knowledge that I'll die with the highest score amongst the dead.

I think my (first) character had a higher score than you.
Almost higher than both put together.