> Mrs Demon: Leap over the Skeletal Emperor and try to push the darkened dwarfstone. With any luck that should activate some manner of trap system. If not, at least she can rip it out and have a neat stone tile to throw
Mrs Demon jumps over the Ironblood loyalists and rips out the darkened dwarfstone. An alarm goes off. She decides to hammer in someone's head with the stone tile.
Ah, glorious skullsquashing.
> I transform into my smaller Black Mage form (thereby making the demon lose his grip), and then proceed with casting Blizzaga at.
You have none of your powers here, mortal. I uhm... squeezed them out of you alright. Yes.
Prepare to be de-bloodened as I squeeze out more of your precious red liquid.
>Gah! Switch to different avatar and reenter battlefield on Ironblood's side
Your avatar seems to be a white box with a red cross in it.
Yes, you are a worthy asset to Ironblood's cause.
> Woohoo! Battle! I wanna fight too! TO VALHALLA
Yargh! You spawn as an ancient viking warrior.
>Maverick strike, followed up by using the Avenger to Strafe (which, amusingly, is one letter from strife
You would do all these fancy moves if you weren't being hammered in the head with a stone tile.
>Using the power of being a flaming frenchie, I rain destructive explosive bread from the sky on my opponents. Mwahahaha
You tap into your evil french powers and summon exploding croissants from the skies. They coat the battlefield in blood and delicious morcels.
> Self: Enter battle. Detonate.
You detonate yourself. BOOM. You might consider applying for that entire AL-QUEDA EVIL MACHINE ORGANISATION thing in the after-life.
>Beat survivors with baseball bat
You just detonated yourself. Also, you don't seem to be carrying a baseball bat.
> My avatar grows a body. Clockwork Knight enters battle on the side of Ironblood!
Shrivel and tremble, mortals. Doom has come to you all in the form of Clockwork Knight.
*noone shrivels and trembles, as there are no mortals on the desktop at this moment*
> The Penguin Warden appears to fight alongside Ironblood. I bring crumpets with me.
The penguin is exctinct due to global warming, lad. A skeleton pinguin with crumpet spawns on the battlefield, ready to throw eloquently performed taunts at thy foes.
>Okenido: Join Ironblood's side.
Another one joins the slaughter.
Inefficient teamwork and the mere fact that there are ways too many dudes on your side makes for impressive amounts of friendly fire. In fact, barely anything else than friendly fire.