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The little birdies around RAM TIGER's head flap away as he wakes up and snaps at them. After coming to his senses, the gnoll stands, twists his head around behind him, digs an object out of one of his satchels and devours it with a loud crunch. Move: Stand Minor: Draw potion Standard/Minor...

I believe electricdragon sums up my feelings about this contest!! :mad::mad::mad: Just kidding! Obviously Iron Sky deserves this round. I put very little effort into this entry. Honestly, by this point I was starting to feel pretty burnt out.

RAM TIGER valiantly doesn't die!

You better change your name to Toby, boy. Because you're about to get owned.

My entry is also up. It's pretty short as I didn't have as much time to work on it as I would have liked, what with all the sleeping in till noon and playing super metroid. I tried to have fun with this one, but it seems Iron Sky had more fun than me.

Iron Sky Sucks This is a 4th edition D&D adventure for upper heroic-level to lower paragon-level PCs. Summary The player characters are slaves forced to do battle in a celestial arena. Only by dealing with the monstrous characters sharing their fate can the party hope to escape. Set Up On...

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So what's going on with our supposed match today?

After taking another bolt to the face, the gnoll flies into a fury. While the construct is distracted by Shrakk, RAM TIGER charges recklessly in between the creature's legs, leaps up and rakes the construct's back with both of his claws while biting at its neck. Move: To H22 around the enemy...

Too late, you poor sucker. I bet he's already trademarked it.

RAM TIGER is off like a bow shot as soon as the doors open. He clears the mud puddle in a single bound and barrels towards the offending construct, murder on his mind. RAWRARARARAWRAARARRRR! ________/ Move: Double move to H18 (Athletics of 28 to leap 5 squares, clearing the puddle.) Free...

Oh, I bet I know! A crabapple golem? Or a Pine Sol bottle filled with teriyaki sauce? Or what about a were-dolphin playing a harpsichord??? Am I getting close???

Personally, I saw this arrangement as the wackiest set of ingredients in the contest so far. While I think D&D may have worked just as well, when I started arranging the ingredients in my head the Exalted setting just seemed to fit really well. I haven't played Exalted in a long time and this...

Entry Posted. I hate you all. Except you, MatthewJHanson. If I could find you I would give you a high-five for merely completing this batty challenge.

The Final Hunt (Exalted Adventure for Dragon-Blooded Wyld Hunters who think they've seen it all.) Lexicon - For those unfamiliar with the terminology of the Age of Sorrows. Exalted - A human who has been granted god-like power for reasons far too convoluted to be explained in a single...

You've yet to have been in such a confined space with RAM TIGER before. Even on the ship there was more space, fresh air and plenty of distractions. Now, however, you're all too aware of his size and odor. The monotonous clamor of the elevator mechanism is interrupted repeatedly by the sound...

Good god, man.

Huh, just like today's medical system. At least there are caveats such as people who die of "old age" can't be resurrected. I've always thought of magic as an analogue for modern technology, and magic-rich campaign settings could easily contain all the same comforts of our contemporary life...

RAM TIGER charges the doorway headfirst, attempting to smash through! When that doesn't work he takes his claws to the door, marring the marble with scratch marks and creating a horrendous sound but otherwise gaining no progress. He'll do this for the next forty-five minutes to an hour or...

RAM TIGER groggily rises to his feet and stumbles around before examining the battlefield. He sniffs the smoking craters that were once his opponents then suddenly grabs the sunrod in his jaws and bounds down the dark hallway, growling very un-stealthy-like. Spending 3 surges to top myself...