The Adventurer's Battle! [Round 1: Gearworks Wars!]

[cyber95]

The Author sat down at a computer terminal. There was a lot to catch up on. He had to read the exploits of a vaccuum cleaner, see what a Texan or maybe a large Russian man would do next, discover the next pointless set of actions to be taken, and much, much more. There was so much to keep track of, it was almost exhaustive. Then there was the whole business of cataloging the actions of his own characters.
This was too much. He needed a way to keep track of multiple at the same time. That was when he discovered the depths of the sub-sub-forums, the contents of which gave him an idea...
"I will start a Homestuck Fan-Roleplay!"
This thought was quickly discarded as he came up with a much better idea.
"I will begin a battle consisting of seven adventure characters!"

The Adventurer's Battle was about ready to go.

Welcome to the Adventurer's Battle! Welcome to adventure authors. This is just like a normal Grand Battle, with one exception: Your character must be from your adventure, which should probably have at least 5 pages.

The rules are otherwise the same. Write well, don't godmod, reserve and respect reserves, blah blah blah. Like, half the page is filled up with these battles, it shouldn't be too hard to find more detailed rules.

Without any adieu, the form!

Name: Your character's name.
Adventure: What adventure are they from? Providing a link would also be nice.
Gender: Whatever gender they are. Provide a pronoun in case of ambiguousness.
Race: Your character's species. Be descriptive for unusual ones.
Color: Whatever color you'll use to differentiate yourself and your character from the others.
Items/Abilities: Their powers, or whatever they've got with them to help them out.
Description: Who are they? Personality and looks, but there's a good chance you've got a picture lying around of them.
Biography: The story thus far!

Characters
Dragon Fogel - Nopor Puss
Slipsicle - [background=black:364o5zqd]Chaos Scientist[/background:364o5zqd]
Ixcalibur - Jormungandr and [background=black:364o5zqd]Rubi[/background:364o5zqd]
Palhinuk - Dalton Lamsey
SleepingOrange - Äxoti
MalkyTop - Dog
Yourself - Kory, Rose, and Another guy.

[MalkyTop]

Ho hum, I suppose I'll add this to my list of things to possibly join.

[The Dr.]

Aw, damnit. I want to join this so badly but my story hasn't delved deep enough into the mechanics of Dylan's time travel abilities yet.

[Dragon Fogel]

Name: Nopor Puss
Adventure: The Pointless Adventures of Nopor Puss and The Further Pointless Adventures of Nopor Puss
Gender: Male.
Race: Human. Probably. If he's something else, he has no reason to hide it.
Color: Nopor Puss wanted a background and font of the same color, but I'm going with this.
Items/Abilities: Nopor Puss was entered into the battle with nothing more than the clothes on his back and his Point Meter, a device that keeps track of every action he takes that ends up having a point. If it reaches 100 points, it will explode.
As for abilities, he has a wide array of incredible powers, which he will only use if they will be of no help whatsoever.
Description: Nopor Puss is the Master of Pointlessness. He always strives to take the most pointless action possible at any given moment. Somehow he's managed to survive quite a while despite all the pointlessly dangerous things this causes him to do.
Biography: Nopor Puss has gone on a variety of adventures for no reason at all. Often he goes on a quest for the Inflatable Amulet of Pomposity, a magical (?) artifact which he keeps in a room in his home, the Temple of Pointlessness. The quests always end up becoming needlessly complicated because simply picking up the amulet would have too much of a point. Occasionally he does something useful in the course of these quests, such as saving the world from a great evil (which he probably unleashed in the first place). After he finally completes the quest, he puts the amulet back and throws away anything potentially useful he's still carrying.
One day, just before Nopor Puss started his quest for the Inflatable Amulet of Pomposity, he completely disappeared for no apparent reason.

[bobthepen]

You know what would be great? Up the frequency and # of deaths and release the number of entrants.

Like the grand starbucks but with dying.

er... more dying.

[slipsicle]

Name: Chaos Scientist
Adventure: HAND-DRAWN with SCIENCE!
Gender: Male
Race: Physical Manifestation of Chaos
Color: [background=black:jzko78yz]Red with black background.[/background:jzko78yz]
Items/Abilities: Eye lasers. Flight. Hand Laser. Chaos Controller.
Description:



Biography: The Chaos Scientist began as a simple Mad Scientist bent on world domination. After his first accidental venture into the Multiverse using his Universe Discombobulator, he encountered his Arbitrary Arch-Nemesis: Rational Artist.

Through various trans-universal adventures, the Mad Scientist became more and more insane, and discovered that he had powers which would manifest differently in each universe. Finally, after being captured by alien beings in one alternate universe, he evolved into the Chaos Scientist. Some more stuff happened and his author has been planning on doing this big revival update which will be totally awesome but before that some non-canon adventuring will happen in this battle.

[Ixcalibur]

Cyb, if I enter can Jor bring Rubi with her? Otherwise she's pretty much defenseless.

[cyber95]

Yes, that's fine.

[Ixcalibur]

Name: Princess Lisa Jormungandr and Riubykk'n
Adventure: Jormungandr Goes To Hell
Gender: Female. Both of them.
Race: Human and Mischief Spirit.

Mischief Spirits are a kind of demon, their shape varying from spirit to spirit. Their common factor is that they like to have fun, which usually means that someone else is suffering, and they are made of a black roiling fog, which is surprisingly solid and deadly.

Color: Jormungandr talks like this. and [background=black:1xovtlyj]Rubi talks like this.[/background:1xovtlyj]
Items: A pair of lungs from an amateur demonologist who annoyed Rubi once, a voodoo doll linked to said demonologist's brother, a pin with a logo of a skull on the top, some waffles, only slightly used lipstick, a bunch of gold coins, a champagne glass full of demon drool, a map of the library of castle jormungandr, the librarian's diary ITEM CONFISCATED, a longbow and indefinate number of arrows, a poker and seven spoons.
Abilities: Jormungandr isn't really much good on her own. She has her wits and her fashion sense, but usually if things are going wrong it is up to Rubi to get her out of the sticky situation. Rubi is fast and dangerous and uses her body as a weapon.
Description:

Jormungandr has long blonde hair, which she ties back into a ponytail. She wears an elegant red dress and matching high heels. Rubi is a hovering smoke creature that is pretty much always moving, if Jormungandr stands still for long enough she will wrap herself around her like a living scarf.
Biography: Princess Jormungandr is the ruler of the Principality of Jormungandr. Everything was pretty much fine until one day a demon called Tchort turned up and tricked her into giving up her soul. It dragged her down into Hell and took over her kingdom. Fortunately Jormungandr had cloned herself beforehand. This is the version of Jormungandr that has entered the battle. Ever since Jormungandr has been working on opening a portal into the afterlife, with the aid of her new friend Rubi, who is only sometimes threatening. Rubi as a mischief spirit has a short attention span and likes to get Jormungandr into trouble. Eventually Jor and Rubi open a portal to the afterlife and head through. Unfortunately they find themselves somewhere else entirely. Also Jormungandr has an intense phobia of candelabra.

[Lord Paradise]

I like my useless characters way more than my useful ones so I think I'll give this a pass.

[Palhinuk]

I'll throw my hand into this... I guess... wow, my self confidence doesn't even last a sentence these days! A NEW RECORD!

Name: Dalton Lamsey

Adventure: FoodStuffs (I swear, I'm gonna pull if off hiatus in a few days, it's been a rough couple of months)
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Color: Forrest Green
Items/Abilities: Dalton is a training BATTLE CHEF, trained in the arts of FRENCH CUISINE. He is amazingly talented at whipping up SMALL BUT DEADLY dishes, BAKING DELICIOUS LONGBREADS and GRILLING THINGS WITH VARIOUS GRILLS. He has also gained experience in GOURMET SOUPS. His default weapons are EXCALIBREAD (a hardened baguette), and POTLUCK (a stainless steel pot).
Description:
Dalton is a nice enough guy, if not just a little irritable at times. He also suffers from bits of SELF-MASOCHISM every once in awhile at the readers behest. He enjoys MUSIC, especially INDIE-EXPERIMENTAL FUNKROCK, has a few bits of his SAVINGS placed carefully in the ENDIVIAN STOCK MARKET, and enjoys CARTOONS OF A NOSTALGIC VALUE.
Biography: So far, Dalton has begun raising QUESOS through various ODDJOBS he can obtain around ENDIVE in order to help pay for his TRAINING as a BATTLE CHEF. He is currently making SOUP at a local SUPPORT CENTER.

[SleepingOrange]

Name: Äxoti Oryat Yka. Goes by Äxoti. Or Axoti for the umlaut-impaired.
Adventure: Welcome to the Universe
Gender: Female
Race: Jeija; for the LONG description, see spoiler:

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Jeijï are native to a very lush garden world; the closest approximation to their name for it is Otrini. It is approximately 10000 km in diameter, so its gravity is approximately three-quarters that of Terre; this has produced an ecosystem full of slender, gangly plants and animals. Jeijï are actually unusual in that respect: while they have the slender limbs typical to their planet, they are much smaller than most animal life; an adult female (typically a handful of centimeters taller than their male counterparts) stands about 60 centimeters tall on average. This means that, compared to their larger alien counterparts, they are somewhat weak and fragile, but extremely fast and dextrous. They are even unusually nimble for their size, making excellent pilots, mechanics, and sharpshooters.

Terran scientists note that they have several traits that resemble those of terran cephalopods, including well-developed eyes and brains, tentacles, and bioluminescence. A Jeija in conversation will largely-unconsciously change the color, pattern, and brightness of the luminescent cells on their mantle; these flashes and colors add connotation, emotion, and intensity to their words. Non-Jeijï, even prominent xenolinguists, have extreme difficulty interpreting these cues, so Jeijï have a reputation for sounding very deadpan and unemotional.

As a small species on a planet of large species, Jeijï have evolved a number of adaptations to aid their survival: while omnivorous, Jeijï have a very slow metabolism normally only seen in sedentary herbivores; this allows them to consume very little, meaning they have to hunt and forage only rarely. For those times when they are in a vulnerable position that may expose them to predation, they have an acidic spit they can launch over impressive distances with notorious accuracy; in addition to being painful and caustic, a well-aimed spurt can cause permanent blindness.

Culturally, the Jeijï have a reputation for being thoughtful, polite, and careful. They live extremely long lives and reproduce only rarely; a 400-year old will probably only have two offspring, and wouldn't expect grandchildren until 700 or so. In the unlikely event that a Jeijï survives the centuries to die of natural causes, they can expect to see 1200 or so; the oldest Jeija to date is currently alive and recently celebrated his 1623rd birthday.

Current estimates place Jeijï populations at about 250; Jeijï society emphasizes the rights of the individual and peaceful cooperation rather than enforced rules. There is no Jeijï government, and no code of law on Otrini. Jeijï scientists are notoriously clever and inventive, and Otrini's tech level is even higher than that of some established Governance species.

Short and less lazy version is: She's a three-legged land-squid that stands about two feet tall and spits acid. She can change color and glow a bit if she wants.
Color: Äxoti-colored! (#99CCFF) blech, unreadable. A much more palatable blue! (#0040FF)
Items/Abilities: Axoti is a Psion! She has lots of psychic powers that I am leaving more vaguely-defined here than in the actual adventure because of the wildly-varying tones. She's also probably a bit more powerful here than there because of the focus on combat and the non-canonicity. Maybe a li'l older too. Suffice to say she can produce a wide variety of effects from her little squidbrain, but the more she uses her powers, the more tired she gets and the more clumsy in their use she becomes.
Description: She's a cute li'l blue squid!

D'aww.

She's a little indecisive, but clever and seems to be caring. She's extremely curious, and only narrowly decided on studying psionics rather than becoming an explorer. She's friendly and well-spoken, but reserved.

She friggin' loves Ovaltine.
Biography: Not uh... Not much! She was born, her childhood passed, and she enrolled in a psionics institute. She studied there, becoming more powerful, when one day she was accosted by a HORRIBLE EXTRADIMENSIONAL MINDRAPE BEAST. In the actual canon, she is trapped in some sort of bizarre purple world the nature of which has yet to be revealed. For the purposes of this battle, she has managed to return at some point and in some fashion to her own world to continue her studies.

[cyber95]

She's also probably a bit more powerful here than there because of the focus on combat and the non-canonicity.

This. For authors who would join if "they were just a little bit further along", realize this is non-canon. Who says that The Author isn't from a little bit in a future where you've progressed a bit further where the characters have shown off more of their powers or shown more strength?

[Danfish77]

Name: Wendy Fairbank
Adventure: Office Lady
Gender: Female
Race: Human, caucasian
Color: Teal
Items/Abilities: Ability to daydream and gain powers through her devotion to her faith.
Description:

Wendy is a simple office lady, trying to make it in an office man's world. She loves her country, her faith, and also ribbons. She is quite a geek and also enjoy's children's programming. Wendy is also not one to back down from a confrontation and will kick ass when an ass needs to be kicked. Not a fan of the Soviet Union.
Biography: Although her childhood dream was to become a woman of science, parental pressure caused her to go into Office School, and during this time she had a crisis of faith and eventually became a firm believer in the 9 Avatars of the World Seed. She currently works in a small office in New Lancashire.

[MalkyTop]

Okay, despite my hesitation, I will enter...

Name: Dog (the forty-thousand-or-so-eth)
Adventure: The Rose Ring
Gender: He ain't no bitch.
Race: Dog is a dog. He stands up and talks and wear clothes just like any other dog.
Color: VanDyke Brown
Items/Abilities: Dog doesn't have much. Mostly detective-smarts and a little physical ability and the whole King's Men force on his si--wait, he doesn't have that last one now, does he.
Description: He's a dog. Proof:



Dog is brown. He wears a brown fedora-type thing and his clothes are pretty much brown too, though his tie is black. He tends to look a bit rumpled as he doesn't take good care of his image or this clothes. He's missing his right hand and can't exactly see right with his left eye. Dog is pretty much a general detective with all the snark and so on and so forth. He's not very good with those metaphors that are so popular, though. He's pretty much determined to catch whatever crook he needs to catch and he's loyal to the crown through and through. It'd take quite a bit to corrupt him.
Biography: Dog solved the mystery of The Rose Ring, finding out that the one behind all the murders was a nigh-omniscient being he tends to call the Third Person. In a battle of wills, he ends up losing a paw, but puts an end to a written-out destiny. Having learned that there was apparently an insane god who had been writing out everybody's fates ever since the beginning of time has made him a little depressed and wary of his own actions.

[Yourself]

ATTENTION:

The following Battle contains spoilers to my adventure, "Help Pl0x?". If you wish for these spoilers to remain unknown to you, I suggest that you don't read any of the following. Thanks.


Name: Kory, Rose, and a currently unnamed gentleman.
Adventure: "Help Pl0x?"
Gender: Kory and the currently unnamed gentleman are both male. Rose is a female.
Race: They are humans. That's pretty much it.
Color:

"Kory talks in red."

"Rose talks in pink."

"The currently unnamed gentleman talks in green."

Items/Abilities: The trio works in tandem through flying formations and sequences. They can create a bond between them in which they automatically sync to the current leader's style and attributes. This bond is elastic-like and can be released to induce various slingshot and catapult attacks. The are all capable of fighting with their fists, legs, and what have yee.

Description:



From left to right: Currently Unnamed Gentlemen, Kory, and Rose.

Biography: These three were faced with individual tasks that would have been impossible to solve without the powers of teamwork and creativity. Kory desired to cross a giant abyss, and eventually took up flying lessons to overcome the problem. Rose and her romantic boyfriend were flirting when an evil dragon snatched him up. Rose's quest to find him lead to her ability to fly as well. The unnamed gentleman couldn't push a rock, and as such, he too took flying lessons. Their paths haven't crosses yet.

[SleepingOrange]

Yourself, can I be a big jerk and ask you to not attach signatures in this battle? Even just one of them on the page makes safari lock up for several seconds, and I worry what several would do.

[cyber95]

The Author had drawn seven boxes. Within each of these boxes was an entry brought to him to fight in his competition. First things first, he decided to introduce each of the contestants.

"Hello there, welcome to the Adventurer's Battle! You have all been chosen because I find you interesting, but I'm a busy man! I need your interestingness all in one place. So I figured 'Hey, why not make them fight each other?' Perhaps I should introduce you all to each other, though, before we get to that."
He highlighted a box containing a strangely pointless individual.
"This is Nopor Puss, the Master of Pointlessness! I didn't see any real point in entering him in a battle to the death, so I decided he would appreciate being entered."

Nopor Puss was unhighlighted, and a being of chaos was highlighted instead.
"This is the Chaos Scientist! He was once a normal mad scientist, but then a lot of stuff happened to him. I might need to read through that again, actually... Anyways, the point is he has, like, lasers and stuff. Alright!"

The next box contained not one, but two individuals.
"In here are Jormungandr and Rubi. Princess Jormy is the ruler of a kingdom under attack by demons. Rubi herself is a demon, but they seem to get along pretty well, anyway."

The highlight box was dragged from one box to the next, placed over a guy with a cap.
"This here is Dalton Lamsey. He's a BATTLE CHEF. That's a profession you just can't help but SHOUT LOUDLY, isn't it? He will beat you up with his baguette."

Next up was a squidlike creature.
"This is Äxoti Oryat Yka, a creature known as a Jeija, which is an alien that I don't feel like explaining, it was kind of wordy. Erm, anyways, she's a Psion, which either means she's treasonous, or has psychic powers. Maybe I'm getting adventures confused..."

Running out of boxes, The Author decided to simply select the next box in line.
"In here is Dog. That's his name. Dog. He's a dog. And a detective. There is nothing strange about that at all. He got a little bit handicapped in his adventures, but hey, he's cool for it, right?"

Finally, in the last box, there was not one, not two, but THREE contestants.
"These three are named Kory, Rose, and, uh, I don't think the third one has a name yet. They can fly to get past obstacles because that's really the only way they know how to get past them. Oh yeah, and they can do cool team maneuvers."

The Author removed the highlighting layer to talk to all the characters.

"Well, now that you're all acquainted with each other, I should explain how this'll go. I'm going to give you all a taste of what's outside your own personal little worlds, six times. Each round, one of you will die, and one somebody dies, the round will end and move on to a new setting. Easy, right? Well, let's get started then!"

What appeared to be a loading bar fabricated in mid-air. As it progressed, a world began appearing around them. A battlefield, filled with large mechanized combat devices, all rallying against one even larger mech, which wouldn't quite load as the bar stopped moving, displaying "99%"

"Oh, son of a- okay, this place is the Gearworks Wars. Now, At least one of you is technically involved in this, but you won't quite know why. That's okay, it just means there's another of you running around here. It isn't canon, after all. Don't worry yourself about what that means. Anyways, try not to get stepped on- oh! It's loaded! Seeya!"

Gearworks finished loading, and everything started moving, starting with a large robotic foot headed for the group of contestants.

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GAME START! Every round will be an MSPAFA round, so it makes sense that round 1 will be based on a Meta/Misc. In this case, GearworksWars.
That's two of them. Consider this a mishmash of both, in that you can grab characters from either Gearworks. The actual battle is more a backdrop here to you trying to not get killed by it. Actually managing to take down Gearworks is optional, but would be awesome.
If you aren't quite sure what Gearworks Wars is, then the gist is that Gearworks is a giant evil mech that wants to destroy the forums, so the forums send out an army of mechs themselves to fight against Gearworks. Shorter version: GIANT ROBOT BATTLE.

[Dragon Fogel]

Nopor Puss found himself inside a familiar temple, next to a pedestal with the Inflatable Amulet of Pomposity on it.

"Wonderful!" he said, shouting loudly because he was sure no one would hear him. "I was spirited off to another dimension, only to be sent right back where I was! How pointless!"

He then resumed his quest to obtain the Inflatable Amulet of Pomposity by ignoring it and walking out the door.

The door led outside.

"I must have redesigned the temple for no reason and then forgotten about it pointlessly," Nopor commented to himself. "I'm glad I thought of that!"

He walked out of the foot of the immobile temple-mech, completely ignoring the other Nopor Puss sitting on top of it, and began looking for pointless things to do.

[Palhinuk]

Dalton looked around the new universe he had been whisked away to curiously, but with a sort of optimistic abandon he always had for new situations like this.

"Woah, I'm liking this already!" he exclaims, eager as always. He scanned around his other... contestants? Compatriots? It didn't really matter, either way he was going to make the best out of this situation. "More training for my license, reckless adventure, giant robots and crap!"

He rallied in front of the other members of the contest and raised his hard, crust sword...like loaf of bread over his head, ready to give a rousing speech. But quickly lowered it as a bit of confusion hit him.

"S...so wait, what's our goal here? Are we fighting?"

[MalkyTop]

As Dog was abducted from his own comfortable little world and dumped by some apparently less-than-sane being into a strange, confusing one with a lot of robots and confusing noises, he couldn't help but think 'What, again?'

Not that he had ever been in a battle to the death before. The thought sort of frightened him as he wasn't the sort that was particularly great with fighting or with strategizing. Detectives usually didn't have to do either. The detail that gave him that annoying sense of deja-vu was the smug, apparently all-powerful being that needed to be brought down a notch or five.

Dog held on to his hat and leapt out of the way of an extremely large robot. Standing up once more, he rubbed his pounding head (not to do with drink this time) and glanced around at his surroundings. Some other guy was saying something stupid as if he didn't get the hint from before. "I don't know about you," he shot back, looking around for a nice robot that wasn't too far away, "but I'm gonna look for a way to escape."

The brown dog then jogged up to one of the clumsy, clunky mechs and, judging his timing and jump correctly, managed to scrabble on its leg and tried to climb it and oh god this was a horrible idea why did he do this.

Dog clung on to the leg, feeling that he had done this sort of thing before as he almost started hitting his head on the closest metal surface but decided against it.

[Ixcalibur]

Shoved unceremoniously into this world, Jormungandr landed with a squelch in a deep mire of mud, her best dress completely and utterly ruined and this battle only just begun. Looking around the world in which she was in was a post-apocalyptic expanse. The sky was a hazy shade of orange, and the only buildings nearby looked as though they had sustained major damage in the battle. On all sides, massive machines locked in a deadly war, the whole scene overshadowed by a massive imposing citadel, floating over the battlefield. But Jormungandr was more concerned over her dress.
"Do you know how much this cost?" She shriked plaintively. Rubi floated nearby, calm as anything, apparently unfased by the chaos and destruction that surrounded them. She shook her head and gave the closest approximation of a shrug as she could muster. "A hundred spoons!" Jormungandr yelled. "This dress was the very height of highest fashion, and now it will never be the same again."
[background=black:1g755h4c]"Well." Rubi started diplomatically. "While that is a real shame, and I mean that, do you not think we have more pressing concerns, since we have been deposited into the middle of a war between giant robots, and also we have been conscripted into a battle to the death?" she paused. "Also you were the Princess. You could mint as many spoons as you wanted, so stop complaining about your dress."[/background:1g755h4c]
"I was the Princess?" Jormungandr snapped. "I'll have you know I still am the Princess, and I refuse to participate this war or this battle to the death. And you cannot make me."
[background=black:1g755h4c]"Maybe not." Rubi said. "But those things probably could."[/background:1g755h4c]
Jormungandr turned around to see robots, almost double her size, bearing down on her. Dark grey in colour, with large segmented bodies and shiny yellow eyes they were unknown to Jormungandr merely the basic units of Gearworks Army: the Gearot. Jormungandr turned back to see Rubi was already fleeing across the open land towards some of the shattered buildings and cursing her name, Jormungandr fled after her.

[Yourself]

"Uhh... Where am I?"

The winged man regained consciousness on a small knoll of grass. He pulled down his sunglasses in awe of the wasted battlefield before him. Never before had he seen a war of such proportions! Spare mechanical parts littered the field in an unorganized fashion. Explosions and lasers rang throughout the land. Giant mechas and contraptions roamed the landscape, each unique and heavily armed.

"Hecks yeah!" shouted Kory. "Oh man oh man this is awesome. I wonder where I can get a robot like that!" He stood up and surveyed his surroundings. On either side of him lay his two teammates, Rose and... uh... old what's his name.

"Hey. Kid, wake up!" Kory prodded Rose's limp body with his foot. No response came and her eyes remained shut.

"Huh, she must still be outta it," the man shrugged. "Whatever. Not my problem."

He looked over at the larger gentleman on his right. A small pool of drool had gathered next to him in the grass. "Bleh," commented Kory. "I'm not even gonna touch him."

As the angel-like figure looked up, one of the large robots was quickly gaining ground on him. Kory's mouth dropped open as a large, spider-like mecha stopped before him. Kory took a step towards the spider; intrigued by its powerful limbs and glowing eyes. A silhouetted figure jumped out of the impressive machine.

"... Hello? Who are you?

"Greetings, stranger!" responded the figure. "My name's Resloka, and this here is my brainchild: D.A.S.H. Where's your mecha, comrade?"

[Palhinuk]

Dalton blinked a little as the dog-thing with a black tie try and climb one of the various giant mech-things that were trudging around this giant mud-thing-place. "No no..." he yelled at the dog, removing Potluck from his inventory pocket, "You're gonna have to be a bit more creative to get up that thing..." he said, whipping up a pot of noodles rather quickly from his sizable recipe book.

He tied the noodles to the handle of Excalibread and tossed the bread with the biggest toss he could muster, managing to latch on to a part of the upper chassis, making an ascent to the top somewhat easier. He grinned as he began to climb, leaving a trail of noodles for the dog-guy to climb up after him if he so chose. The route was shaky, undoubtedly, as Dalton tried to judge and measure his movements with the mech's clumsy, lumbering steps.

He wasn't sure what the hell he was going to do at the top, but damned if he wasn't going to enjoy himself once he got up there.

[cyber95]

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So, hey. Danfish has to drop out of this. Since Danfish hasn't actually done anything yet, and the round JUST FREAKING STARTED, I want to replace him instead of having round 1 death be due to forfeit, because that would be lame.

So... I'm open for one more sign-up. Office Lady is retconned from this competition.

EDIT: Actually, forget it. There were only ever 7 contestants. These are not the droids you're looking for.