Duck and Cover

*Rolls Around in The Arena*

*Notices the C1RCA sticker gets all dusty*

*Stops Rolling*

DAMN!!
I have to get another avator

A scrawny young man wanders into view wearing a white cap with a red cross on it, and a box full of various stimpacks.

"STIIIIMPACKS!!.... GET YOUR STIMPACKS!..... "

He quickly realizes where he is and frantically exits the scene leaving his box of healing chems behind.

as umpa strolldsinto the arena thereaper notices something. he may have sammy but i got dogmeat!!! hes our pet at The Café Of Broken Dreams and im an employee. how about sammy v dogmeat?

Sir_Funkalot sighs and waits for TheReaper to either kill him or let him out of the impenetrable bowl...

*Reaper looks up at the rocks on his shield and says to Funkalot: "We are both gonna die." Reaper then decides to carry on and does a side slash on Funkalot, drawing blood.

(To Umpa)"Sure Sammy will fight, but let him wake up naturally first, then he and Dogmeat can fight, also can you get these rocks off my shield?"

*Reaper leaps back to see the blood of Funkalot filling the third rune which glows with the rest.

using his power as a moderator of this forum umpa deletes the shield instead.

"this ways more fun, now head to The cafe

"Thanks Umpa!"

*Sir_Funkalot runs over to the café and drinks a fusion Nuka cola.*

*Being strengthened from the drink, Sir_Funkalot's endurance is raised by one...*

"Okay, anyone interested in fighting?"

you mean after you were painfully crushed flat, your guts shooting out your mouth and the general agony...

"Yes, something like that. Do this mean you just killed me? Hmmm... no I can feel my legs, so I'm not dead, I guess... but... what is this! Ahhh! I'm bleeding!"

"Now I'm really pissed! Don't stand in my way if you don't want to get brutaly slayed or be having to brutaly slay me..."

*dogmeat rips off s_f's face and the rips his body to peices

"good boy!"

**Sir_Funkalot respawns**

"Dogmeat, your a bad doggie! Yes you are..."

"Hey Dogmeat, do you not guard the café? Wonders what's happening in there without you watching it."

*Dogmeat runs to the café.*

"Okay it's just you and me left, Umpa! Remember to get yourself a good weapon if you want to kill me, I've got the fruit-knife... :twisted: "

kicks s-f in the nuts and as he goes domn knees him in the face, then picks a bloodcoated icicle off the floor

remember were in the iceage

"Oooowwwww!" Ow, ow, ow!"

"Okay, i've tried to be nice, but it seems useless. Fruit-knife, do your stuff!"

*Sir_Funkalot cuts Umpa's ears off.*

"Hey, you look just like Vincent Van Gogh!"

*Sir_Funkalot blocks the upcomming attack from Umpa with his shield...*

Archchancellor: Have your little brother Saying Fnord twelve our everyday? You soon get sick of it trust me on this... WHat follow up move?

Oh. Right. Terribly sorry. I understand how that could drive someone nigh-insane. You described having 2 knives, I assumed 2 attacks.

*bows to Archchancellor in apology*

*opens fire on Umpa and Funkalot with a rapid-fire SpamCannon*

Hmm... I should change my signature to: Master of Respawning or The most respawning arena fighter

**Sir_Funkalot respawns**

*Sir_Funkalot throws his fruit-knife into Blargs face.*

"You like being blind, Blarg? Then I'll bet you like this! :twisted: "

*Sir_Funkalot grabbs the gun Blarg dropped and blows Blargs head off.*

drawing a thin longsword from its jewelled scabbard and polished armour gleaming in the sunshine the camera pans out. an army of thousands of soldiers in power armour. the front rows with gauss miniguns and as you get further back more long ranged weapons and energy weapons.

the soft snow on the arena floor soon becomes a mushy mess as all combatants join umpas army. the destination: Gamespy Headquaters.

the fight begins...

"Hey Umpa, give GS a good whalloping for me, use this."

*Reaper throws a black hole bomb to Umpa followed by the worlds most interesting bomb.

"Give 'em hell."

*Blarg's severed head speaks*

"Sir_Funkalot, I must warn you: Do not use the SpamCannon in your assault on GameSpy HQ. Being Spam themselves, it will only strengthen them. Choose another weapon for this endeavor."

"aaaaack..."

*dies*

*revives blarg*

join us, together we can take gamespy down!

Umpa noticed a shadow forming around him. "Strange," he thought, "did I just get fatter?" When he looked up, he realized what was happining, and screamed. It was raining swords.

Elsewhere, bloodbath stood beneath a collapsed part of the wall, shielding him from the dangers outside. He was rubbing his hands free of the spare mana mused and looked around. "This little cavern will be perfect for my evil lair!" With that said, he pulled out some evil tools and got to work on building some evil, evil stuff.